Today I found myself at odds with Einstein. I did not mean to challenge him but logic leads me stubbornly to the inescapable conclusion that…
Category: Poetry
Words can be like knives - slashing and cutting. Words can be like roses - beautiful but prickly. Words can be like ice cream -…
Often I am afraid to let happiness in when it comes too easy. Often I am afraid to kiss or be kissed when I sense…
When does the heart stop feeling pain? When it is ripped out of body? Or when it is ground to shreds? Why do you have…
Crushed glass with tomato sauce. This is how it feels, to be with you. Crushed glass with vodka hastily poured over my wounds. This is…
The question is not "what is the meaning of life?" The question is "what is the meaning of my life?" Cartoons and sudoku mixed with…
When lion roars the whole world listens. When lion roars leaves tremble. When lion roars birds go quiet. When lion roarsrivers pause and winds hush.…
My shadow reaches all the way to hell. I am a mushroom cloud of destruction. My feet are rooted in the Earth and yet my…
What does death feel? Does death rehearse it's visit? Does it pause standing by the door, searching for the right words?Does it feel awkward? Does…
My stomach is a web of snakes. They squirm and move about And drag my thoughts through their scales. I sense the hissing! Their tongues…