Month: May 2011

Antistrophe

There’s a sorrow to the rhythm
That echoes through the night.
I try to picture where it goes
But to it, I find I’m blind.
I grind up glass to coat my tongue
And bite these words of mine,
But all Continue reading

Myh

I feel all my lines
Giving away.
And no one can see it
But I know it’s me.
Sitting alone
With nowhere to go.
I wish that I wasn’t
The only soul
Trying to be
More than I am.
I know you’d fight Continue reading

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