Poems from Lilkitty
A cubicle or a briefcase,
or maybe an office,
These are areas outside of my desire.
The perfect place with a feeling of release,
May only...
My face is clear it is open to the world,
But at times I feel the wind slapping at my pores.
The coldness of the violent gale burns my...
I hide behind a cracked mask, Even though I know it wont last. I smile and laugh everyday, though no one knows how I really sway. My body...
Feelings touching across the bounderies of time, From an era long since forgotten. A way of life expressed through ink and paper,...