Poems from ctw
Disappearing into an array of mist and fog, the shallow earth resides in its Keeping,
coating the well-beloved green meadow with morning...
For Curt.
His eyes were an offset blue,
Identical to the unyielding forces
of the tempestuous sea and the
churning influence of the...
Once upon a time,
Extraneous forces brought me
at a roundabout, for I was at an
impasse of life that I did not wish
to bring about on my...