A Quick Visit

I wonder, I woe. A 'worker', a hoe. Carnal, asunder; Farming and plunder. I rest, she listens– Arrest us, forbidden! Some laughter, some lips, A transaction: a tip. So human, yet fake. So few men will take a second to hear her; just sex and a mirror.

Hands

Choke. Choke. Choke.

Momma’s Boy

You will never be beside me for a fraction of what my mother has been.

Flashy

What seething hatred I feel when I see that thing show up.

Harwood Avenue

A place where the rich and poor stand nose-to-nose without seeing one another.

Dearest Brooke;

May this letter find you well.

Unremarkable

A poem about a dead man that I hardly knew.

Positive Crap

Some things don't work out for some people, it's just reality.

I Deserve Better

Not everything that I want is the top of its class.

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