Poems from under_duress
My name is Andrés. Pronounced un-dress, as in take your clothes off. But with the rolled "r". I am under_duress. Undersore_under_duress_.
Emanating from deep within its coils is warmth
The red hot comfort like an indoor campfire
As it hugs and envelops me until I no longer...
IPA’s and a stolen gaze make me drunk and insecure
Never forget, I told you from the onset
that we were meant for more than this
I...
My fingers hurt, but not as bad as before.
Maybe because the numbness is going away and the actual pain is revealing itself.
But sometimes...
Walls aren’t made of bricks
Words aren’t made of shit
I haven’t been sick
this is never-ending bliss.
tell Them thank you, please
all...