I am the architect of my personal ideological deconstructions
Hey, the best part of waking up
is a woman at your side,
though I'm quickly discovering
that a cup of coffee runs a fine second
Last night I let someone run over my head
with the heavy bristles of an acid rush
I made love to a figment, an apparition,
but she just wanted to ****
That's alright
Everyone's beautiful in the sweet reverie of reminisce
and I can't get any better than one night mind screws anyhow
I'll still love my phantom,
and wish she shadowed me yet
She asks one question
"Next time you are on the train tracks,
who will you play chess with?"
yet I cannot answer
until the sun is at my back
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
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