Poems from CH
If I could burn down this world,
I would in a heartbeat,
for a world that so
carelessly,
incinerates my heart,
why should I give,
a pound...
It disgusts me,
the black cement rolling for miles,
around and around,
through and through,
black and grimy,
hiding the vibrant underneath...
In the midst of this blue-black light,
the rusted chattering filling the atmosphere,
silent sighs and sidelong glances,
drooping eyes and...
Maybe it's just the way the universe works;
a give and take,
ebb and flow,
yin and yang.
creation and destruction.
Maybe the ancestors,...
There’s silver glinting in my hand,
and cold iron slugging through my veins.
Shivering, I bring the hand,
up and over.
The bulging blue-...