Poems from Cancelled Stamp

My brain is a television  and my eyes are the screen  I’ve been relayed a message  more minacious than it seems.    A signal has been sent...
She reminds me of a plant because of her stems  and the way they bud and burgeon through every space.  She is kind, and indiscriminate, and...
please tell me i'm strong  because hearing it from myself sounds selfish.  please tell me what i've never wanted to be told  up until now,...
i always want you to remember the signs  given the many times they've appeared before  like a silent wave in the night, swallowing me whole...
i wonder if anyone is realizing by now  how damaged and corrupt the world of creators has become.  many of us are suffering  but the ones...