David: Poems

422 · May 2013

David May 2013

In class,
I was the only one to voice my disagreement,
I do not believe in grey areas,
There is black,
There is white,
But God never says
"Maybe..."

417 · May 2013

Perceptions 3

David May 2013

I am the incarnation of suburban desperation,
The world washes over my body

417 · May 2013

Faith

David May 2013

Faith

I look at these mountains
And I say to them
"Move."

403 · May 2013

3 A.M.

David May 2013

3 A.M.

A ghost for every house,
Therefore,
My hands may touch no one

399 · May 2013

David May 2013

Here I am again,
A seal perched upon pillows,
On a polyester cotton blended sea

388 · May 2013

Perceptions: 2

David May 2013

The sun glows through dust,
Behold,
I am the collector,
They may land on me

359 · May 2013

David May 2013

You said maybe one day you'll get to tell your story
But you're a thief
You seared all the ears that would hear it
Now I'll calmly block your number