Poems from noel.wippler
She wears gold
her head is on me
her lips stern
like Cancer this country was born on July 4
a full moon and eclipse
she told me that
i am...
We live in a society where some people will wake up to walk to their wheelchair and even push it on the elevator to grow sympathies from...
Don't forget
Evil delights in beautiful things too
The beautiful things in you
Don't let it block your blessings
Because your...
Personal
that sounds personal
that he
screws
robots
Tonight was great
the people were dancing
there was music
there was finesse
there was rough
there was mystifying energies
there was funk...