I am not Myself

I am not myself. I’ve never been so, My shadow and I just follow my feet Down empty roads beneath the rusty glow. In thought and solitude I’ll take my seat. But have no pity, for I am not lost; I can find parts of myself here and there. Like here in the lone company…

A Poem for Hire

My angel told me Blood is thicker than water. But veins drip like taps And hearts can leak just like the pipes.   My angel caught me red handed. Like a ghost and its shadow He sits on my shoulder, Carrying a certain kind of silence.   My angel told me To let my hair…

Lights

Left only in the company Of slithers of light along the wall, Drawing harsh, poetic lines Across my work. What happened to the day? At what point did the sun give in Laying waste to all I’ve written? What happened to my words? When did they too, abandon me Leaving me like a shadow in…