Back to poems Indecision fences;there are fences in her mind,she is balancing on a steel string –finer than a hair’s-breadth…fitted...

Back to poems Boulder Boulders growing on lonely backs,feet sinking deep into the dirt…five fingers with five eyes held againsta...

Back to poems Bitter A lover’s heart is laid to rest – eyes are torn from the mind as a...

Back to poems Untitled My heart is an adorned palace.You have lived here for quite some time,But you roam its...