Poems from anyssa beeb
t'was naught but the depth,
that sea that trapped Me,
hindering plowing troughs and engorged bellies
of waves on the carcass of a wood-...
Last night, as I dozed, I had a dream,
But what would a dream be but a bitter gleam-
of a thought-cycle loop, a mash then release,
a...
Small little thing, what's in your hand?
A coin I see, annular and grand.
A wish, you have, I hear on your tongue,
But why would you wish...
"Of course, all I'll ever be is the wallflower. The one in the background, with only little to contribute in material. In this world of...
I will always be alone.
A haunter of this inward realm.
Alone in mind yet shroud in self,
this useful useless bag of flesh..
I wish some...