Poems from Ravyn LaRue
There is this thing-
Keeping everyone's lungs and lips locked
It is called fear and it's seeing a great renaissance
I fear nothing- Say...
My uncle
The hard-ass cop
The badass biker
My uncle
Spoke to my mum on the phone
And said
Katie's poems are sweet
Sweet
My uncle
The...
I'm tuning out my mum
Who's on the phone
Talking about my dead cousin
I know I shouldn't tune her out
It's denying emotion and it isn't...
I am still in Chicago
My mind is
Though my heart is in Minnesota
And my soul is still slowly creeping home
I thought it'd happen all at...
While making Christmas
I listen to Apre Moi
I (uh) must go on