Poems from An_inkling
The burning phosphorus
Meets with the lonely wick.
Another candle lit.
The warmth envelops my body.
Heat diminishes the cold.
I feel the...
Center of your hate,
Byproduct of your love,
Yet, have you forgotten. Feed us.
Feed us!
Who’s right?
O Mother! O Father!
I cannot choose...
One tap.
Lazy waves drag themselves.
‘Til they lay.
Supine.
…
…
Two taps.
Waves walk about as if without
Their morning coffee:...
Time gradually deteriorates
My canvas fibers.
Each day a strand unwinds
And the warm colors dwindle
Time
Like a bully,
Scrapes my...