Poetry.
Rhythmic fragments and verses.
Tainting Taint
I guess this poem asks whether you're inside or outside..
Mind Reading
Our lips don't move during dream conversations, and it sucks.
Boomerang Eyes
She's already the center of my world.
The Garble
No seeing the butterfly yet, take care of business.
Candid Strikes
Are you unimpressed by my genius?
Bigger Arm Mister
I will marry a princess someday because of this.
Incorporeal Digress
I am made of the fabric I've chosen.
Boxing Mess
Every gift in a box is a charm; forget about Pandora's box.
A Sinus Aft, A Sinus Fore
Love as exclusion, time as possession.
Her God
She loves her god.