Perfection I never wish for perfection Only that my mistakes seem small enough to fold into themselves If I can hold them in my palm Then I can trap them in a fist But I see myself, I know who […]
Angel Percentie
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He came in snakeskin And sat under my tree Told me what was outside of the garden And all that I could be Then he gave me an apple And tried to force it down my throat, With all the […]
To the days when summer seemed to never end And sunbeams danced across the sky, Aligned in perfect dimension To the night breeze, And morning heat The soul dance of hearts, Swooning to meet And then disappear Because love and […]
In the moment there is little we see Our nearly closed eyes capture the stark white room, We cry and scream. There are strange noises, voices. And the day is forgotten. It’s one of the flaws of humanity: We […]
I write for vagrants Beggars of the word Eager to listen Be Heard I write for them, What they can’t for themself A plea A back-breaking chorus: Feed us The hungry, Your wasted words Feed us Mumbles we’ll roar Feed […]
Why The Trumpets Sound When the bass and snare drums roll away The trumpets will sound. Something loose, It will be unlike the hurried beats of war, Instead, it will be infectious and sporadic, It will paint the smiles of […]