I ride hgh playing the shy violin whose strings dapple sweet memory with blushes of eternity as i wake the danger in your hips with the strokes i almost give this violin the purple flames dance my passions higher as the violin slips away my…

At night the curls are pinned up Flexible, odd rods Medusa, snaking in all directions. Daylight reveals tight spirals gently combed Waves and twirls Shifting highlights in the sun, A peek of gray. The foundation is uniform But flat. Simple. Under her eyes a swipe…

Hour 15 – okay let’s do the things. Let’s keep going I think I’m going to use a prompt from the poet rajah again “wonder where tomorrow is”   POEM 15: If things continue to go this way I’ll have no choice but to wonder…

The haunting voice follows me the haunting voice follows me as I search for that which I have lost as I search for that which I have lost haunting for that search, I have the voice which follows me as I lost Circling back through…

How long ago? It seems like a different time. My heart is beating. Yet again the stillness comes. Broken flowers rest on you.  

“Running out forever, It was never truly enough, Very precious time.”

Icy clear and heart shaped too These special leaves speak me and you A perfect pair through imperfection Providing moments of reflection The humble start that we embraced The difficulties we have faced And like the pair, we still stand tall All for one and…

you tantalize and tease I fall to my knees your sweet voice inside my ear and all the words I wished to hear your fingers dance across my skin I feel a fire start within my soul now ablaze, my god you amaze me.

What the hell is that? I’ve never seen anything like that, have you? Take a picture of it. It looks wet. Touch it. You touch it. Get a stick. Should we call someone? Did it just move? What the hell is that?

I saw a spider crawl out from a hole next to your headstone. It was probably venomous. It was probably you.