Month: February 2018

the creeps

I feel those goddamn creeps again are there any curses known to man shouted out through tears of brokenness that will serve as sandbags against this tide no I will spare you the futile obscenities and hold them as heavy stones their cool rounded flatness fits my palms this sediment of bitterness I mourn over […]


Grateful for the pain

dear one thank you for this morning’s pain I shall not make a grumble I may never feel this good again so now i will be humble the only things that hampered me were an aching back and head so i feel as though you pampered me and let me out of bed gone the […]