Tybalt

I guess I’ll slip into a monologue Where I describe the whirlpool alphabet As a flat and trodding trail leading you to: My soul in tatters; my mind served up a feast. I have recently mapped the emotions Onto the clock face, shoved it there With Homer’s Epics and Luke’s 24 chapters. How I’d love to b...

tw: mention of a suicide note Reneging on insomnia I dream Although my bedroom blackness is lonely I weave my eyes shut now more easily The hour of my bliss is now, how lovely How lazy I’ve become as a poet to I used to scratch off verses in a rush Rhyme has coloured my wits through and through No...

I seem normal on the skin but underneath A devout witchcraft brews my heart’s desire Prayers to Angels above and Devils beneath Have locked my mind on powers that go higher Than meekness trite or kingship brawny bold I need to take a middle path between So the spirit of messengers fills my soul I dr...

When I feel lost and all beyond controls When my heart wanders and finds not my own heath I think so much on my far away friends I wonder what their destinies are beneath. The fray of chat the back and forth of text Seeking after opinions moods positions Philosophical stances askance Finding posts a...

You're a big deal I said for the third time since sunup You were supposed to believe me The second time when I had Said it with a flourish. You're a big deal. I had expected the news to you at sunup Would distract from my warm message That you are a big deal. You're a big deal. I said this time, ...

It’s late, i spent four days rearranging my bookshelf. All the books I have, read and to be read sprawled Across my room floor now back to a shelf. I’ll Take up Shakespeare again and Jedi Apprentice. Am I touch deprived. Someone said he has been it was made ridiculous in the party chat. And yet. It’...