Poems from Roanoke

Howling and humbling, Crying and stumbling, Preaching and butchering, We drag ourselves forward, Seeking paper organs And ADHD addled...
Carry me away from hence one-day, like the roll and tumble like the elegant lope and fumble, of the boundless breath that serves to take...
She’ll never be freeNot of pain, death, or meBut at least I don’t have to be SimplyAnother realityA frozen waste, filled with gleeNever...
I still love her so much, the feeling never truly departs… the ache for her touch. You read my words and say to yourself “What does he...

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