The cock crows, the dawn breaks, ..I pick my pen to write,…
I am a Good Boy, it keeps ringing in my head…
Illusions, confusions, discombobulations Trapped in your brain, an abstract version of…
I can only do little, you can only do less, All…
Before this poetry rampage begun; Early in the morning, hung over…
I thought this was all about the Love But for you…
My heart has gone dark and savage And my feelings have…
Somewhere in a part of the world… The Sun cowered back…
What comes to mind at this hour? 20:34PM a bit late for…
He was lied to/ His intelligence was preyed upon/ He saw her…