Poems from Bmhtschmid

I write to not only express and find myself but also create myself anew.
A time loop.
His Frozen Heart He's created his own time loop, a sanctuary far more familiar than the unbeknown.It's a place his heart lives frozen; it...
Who art In heaven
Dear father who art I heaven God keeps sending letters.I'm still trying to read last weeks stack.He either sends me some clarity,Or i'll...