Poems from Kenneth Rougeau
the page stares back blankly wondering what words are within me, wondering what it is i might be about. the page is neat and lined and...
clinking clatter of distant dishes breaking? no, banging together in a hurried fashion - 09/30/1993 10:36pm - kenneth p rougeau jr
tired, so very terribly tired. craving a rest that sleep can't provide. fitful dreams send me up from the darkened depths to bathe in heat...
damned. forced to live in linear time without the benefit of linear thought. - 04/05/1995 2:15am - kenneth p rougeau jr
passive aggression hello, goodbye i love you, i'm leaving the welcome mat mocks me as i turn to walk away - 07/16/1995 9:97am - kenneth...