j-penplaWhisper

Canadian

relapseabuse is a picture that I am forced to paint / with colors I have never seen. / if I draw fists into open arms,

Mar 13, 2017

a letter to SyriaHey, / you okay Syria? / Heard you were unwell,

139

Mar 13, 2017

An encounterA hermit I did find / A hermit with a hermit’s plan / Of hermit notions and hermit mind

24

Jul 9, 2013

The Sand manAm I more than just bones and blood and skin? / A device of wires and cell-ements? / A jester’s motley plucked from some King’s bin?

14

Apr 10, 2013

On insomnia (triolet x2)A dream from which you cannot wake / Is not a dream at all / It’s but a delusion, a dreary fake

16

Apr 3, 2013

Cursed verse, (an experiment in form)Versed / At random / A riddle wrecks

13

Mar 25, 2013

The drunkardOn a night like any other / What a sham it was to think, / As if my belly had changed address

20

Mar 18, 2013

Cheap TalkNothing calls for morals, like lovers’ quarrels / Though all is fair in love and war / I have one law, for all clenched jaws

16

Mar 14, 2013

On vice (Triolet)A trickle drips down and spins me ‘round / To swindle my withering will / Promise of rapture to be found

8

Mar 13, 2013

Bursted buttonsMy belly’s got this radiant reel - A projection through its button - Awed eyes make the connection real / It’s iridescent luster - Splashes on the wall - Causing quite a clatter - I stumble and I fall / Gazing at its glow - Transfixed a chagrin’less grin - Bemused, though I do not know

14

Mar 4, 2013

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