the Edge of my Desire


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Beautiful Lie (Pt.2)


  He hits the sofa with a sigh and a back pocket of a couple grand Can’t trust a bank, so his vault is a rubber-band He reclines, just to glimpse her in the kitchen What a view, the last thing on his mind is the chicken   The life he’s chosen has a subtle line Every other day his […]

A Writer’s Writer


She’s a writer’s writer, but never is she a biter She’s a complex-thought-machine; like a cypher But her metaphors are a better decypher Don’t read too close, you might end up a disciple Her words are a slide-show in slow-motion Wrangling a blur with a perfect motion Like high-tides from the stillest oceans Evacuate, cos […]

I Lost My Best Poem


I found the words in the strangest of places Every word, every rhyme, came like a world of aces I nurtured every approach to it, like I would an approaching child I carefully planned dates, just to be in a presence so mild I savored every moment with a clutch, even your silence Even the […]