Poems from MasonMarc
The fluorescents blink almost as fast as you when you're uncomfortable,
And of course we don't know what we did wrong...
How long must we wait to Filter that which kills love andBreeds envy. The porch neverSeemed so inviting, but I waitUntil light turn...
We passed the field by my house,
Where you used to say sorry;
Words never held meaning for you
Without smoke kissing lips.
I never...