Themes to work with In the mind.
Nothingness
Is something.
Tangible,solid liquid.
You have a language I can drink,agonizing swallows of skin behind frantic velvet.
Your perfect beauty sets you aside,
It is nothing.
YOU ARE READING
Ghosts in my yard
PoetryThis book is dedicated to relationships, human and substance,it's all the same. Pain will leave enough scar tissue for a suit of armor but love, it is out there.
