I have not forgotten the time before us, when my heart ached And I heard the wings of your spirit flapping in my ears. Your precious shadow, like a mi..
I have a face cut from the hatching of thought, my pungent senses dance between the melodies of my eyes, like star-crossed lovers meeting to witness t..
Kraken up.A Poem There is great merit in having no depth, no sense of true self if you are born with such a thing you have a great chance of going to ..