With God as my dealer
I take this whiteness
Floating from on high
And I take it in with my eyes
And with my mouth and my heart.
Snow from the sky is my drug,
And it tastes like sweet nothing
And makes me feel...enlightened.
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Higher Education
PuisiThere comes a point in every person's life where they must move on. I'm trying...by God I'm trying. And this is how I try. By moving on and moving out...to higher education. This is my third collection of poetry, each piece written when my mind and...
