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...