Poems from angreenfields
Alexius, known to their friends as Alex, is currently writing poetry in Minneapolis, MN, USA. They write with heavy metaphor and intense emotion, or at least try to. Their interests include foreign languages, English arts, feminism, and sticking it to the man.
In high vaulted walls,
the steam does curl
and in another world,
I lie submerged
The delicate brush
of velvet warmth
against my flesh...
I find her in my bedroom, grinning,
Messy and mischievous, her dark hair down
“I just needed a kirby grip.”
She stiffens up, stands...
We fell through the crust by our own choosing.
Cracking, beneath our boots, and with a clamour
We disappeared.
You are angelic ...