the Edge of my Desire


the Edge of my Desire.

Dark & Twisted, but its not a Fantasy


Words Culled from when my feet’s in loafers Back’s on sofas And my mind is somewhere with tremblings in oceans Breezed and coasting While feeling the potion I recline as my spine unloads a timeline Realizing that it’s fine that I’m not in my primetime So I dream of things And scheme of means To […]

X and O’s


When I write, I operate at a point between x and o’s My brain’s somewhere in the middle of stress and flows I know a lot of writers save their best for dough Doesn’t hurt, but all I try to do is progress and grow A lot of feelings I express on notes My ex […]