Poems from Susannaanne
I need a hero-
With every fold of my lips and flick of my tongue,
I need a hero-
With every blink of my eye and turn of my head,
I need a...
I want to be happy, but happiness is fickle,
Because we're only promised pursuit
Not joy on a platter:
The only thing that can be true...
I ask for a whisper
an anticdote to cure-
I'm feeble and crushed,
hidden and lost-
what I cannot-
I try not,
and do not, hopefully
loving...
Feed me, feed me, morsels to the hungry,
But many times you're missing
The money, the money, dollars for my tummy,
To go to filling...
Music flows through her veins
The notes and sounds awake
Pulsing out of her heart
To keep her body full
Others envy her blood
They want...