I watch your voice
as it waivers...Shivering
in its
convictionthat you
could neverjump
just to jump
Just to say
you let gravity
have controlThat would be
too dangerousThen you
might
falland though
you don't
really know meYou could never
trust anyone
like that
againuntil
you dobut just
not me
Not anyone
really...trustworthy
(October 13th, 2017)
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Post Modern Mystic
PoetryPoetry fills a need of the human heart to express through the construction of artistic verse, the things that hide in its depths. This book of poetry is my attempt to reach those places and beyond. See if I do. Let me know if I reach you. This will...