Sorry, I ain’t no Angel…. I am man-shaped, and I continuously burn, a living yellow flame…. From days of old, people have runned from my embrace, Fearing the passions I would share with them. Why do they flee me? In school, I would sometimes set my desk on fire just sitting with daydreams of loss….Continue reading “I ain’t no angel….a poem”
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5th and Broadway
Made a light post my home, leaning against it in lingerie or fishnets, seein’ all yah folks go by intent on your business some smile and say hello some ask my rate. others with rudeness shun me, and ask me to repent. what I do, I would do for free, but how else would aContinue reading “5th and Broadway”
Liferaft in the Abyss 