Poems from vjkriegl
wear me down.
running running running shoes
shape me, shift me, launch me
into nothingness.
wear me down.
soldier.
Sir!
at ease.
Understanding that not everything is what it seems was the first step.
No one really knows what is going on inside the other person’s head...
And with four little letters;
hinged off the corners,
of your lips,
you changed the world.
And out of nowhere;
out of early Earth blue...
Falling horizontalnow parallel with the A.M., dew drop, grassshovel on the blanketsof hearty, wholesomeearth.
And please rest easy,old...
Please, come,clambering.Towards mytangled toes.Arms outstretched; receive me.Kiss me,Beloved,Kiss me. [Oh dear one]Taste the twingeof stoic...