Poems from Derekmavila
This town is thin seams.
This town that harbored me in youth,
That I cannot live within, but would never soar without.
Is Ciardelli neon....
Dust off your feather caps, friends
go where youve never been.
There are no safety zones this far away from home.
Not to say I dont...
First matter face up on the table are my hands,
Precariously placed as illuminated clarity
So as to avoid any confusion
Through the...
While people get dismissed
Pissed off, with bad problems
Solved by a payoff played up
With bad bargains
We cremate in carbon
copies...
If You Have Ever Been Imposed On or Questioned:
You have rights to all the space your body exists in.
Especially on trains and subway...