Poems from Julien E.G
The shivers in the night, the quiet inner fight
really, victory for me is a night of rest
I often cool my hot body, shield it from peace...
Running, running, a field of dewy surprises
tucked away under highighter green grass
frozen faucets offer no use when
my thirst left under...
Driving away, blistering through toll gates
of expectations and societal feign traits
booming radio raids of rebellion streak
onto the...
Words where art thou?
like a cat when the vacuum comes out
you scatter away when I need you the most
Wont you just please your host and...