Train Hopping Poetry
This vessel of emotion is like a sinking ship.
He tries to mend the wound, but the stitches are infinite.
To mask intense sorrow with a hedonistic lifestyle allows the depiction of...
Slowly I tiptoe
Shadows drown glistening steel
She creeps to a halt
I wait patiently
Grass joins the chorus of wind
Whirs fade to a hiss
I jump to my feet
She starts rolling inch by inch
Rocks slip under foot
A Zion Halloween
The waves scream thunderous roars, crashing fury down on the banks of the shore, washing away the footprints of the wandering man. He stumbles along into the night, his bare feet swollen...