Poems from Twentyonemadisons
And it's your eyes.
They've lived in my dreams,
Focus of my poetry
For a solid year.
The oak leaf green
With a twirl of honey poured in the...
And I wish
I was naive enough
to believe there is a god,
watching us from the sky
moving us around like chess peices,
putting thoughts in...
You died before your body
ejected your mind and soul from itself,
we lost you whenever your own memories
became a foreign film running...
And I don't know if I'll ever forget that day.
Running and falling in the hallway so I could tell my mom before the cops did
The way my mom...
and to take my life is not just to end mine:
it would take the sleep from my siblings,
as they stay awake wondering what they should have...