"neuroticisms" poems
From her neuroticisms
I derive my witticisms.
The soul wants to be,
Mind fights to unsee
The merry play before me
Who shalt thou ask?
Such an arduous task.
Do what thou wilt...
The honest Scotsman
Lay bare his kilt
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 8:17 AM UTC
most of my cells linger in their near-kisses
with yours
the rest assume figures no one can detect
dancing carefully on new floors
and reciting those younger whims
keep no talents if love corrupts me
open my meanest October chest left
in the niche
whether you think romance allows
frailty, no one can dare determine
cast off neuroticisms, friend
and reach, trip, yearn
watch kindness' next trick
-c.j.
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 3:27 AM UTC