WHAT DOES LOVE MEAN TO SOMEONE WITH FULL MOONS FOR EYES?
IS LOVE IN THE STARS? THE OCEAN? THE SKIES?
OR IS LOVE UNDERGROUND?
IS IT DEAD, IS IT BURIED?
IS THERE LOVE BETWEEN THOSE WHO USED TO BE MARRIED?
WHEN YOU LOOK AT LOVE, WHAT DO YOU SEE?
DO YOU SEE SOMEONE ELSE?
DO YOU SEE ME?
DO YOU SEE TERROR?
DO YOU SEE RAGE?
DO YOU SEE THE ROTTING WORDS ON THIS PAGE?
DO YOU SEE GALAXIES?
DO YOU SEE DEATH?
DO YOU SEE SOMEONE TAKING THEIR FINAL BREATH?
DO YOU SEE TEARDROPS?
DO YOU SEE SKIN?
DO YOU SEE THE CURSE OF THE BODY I'M IN?
A MONSTER GROWS FROM A FLOWER BUD
KISS A WOMAN, DRINK HER BLOOD
YOU ARE READING
the veiled lady/hailstones between my teeth
Poetrythere is nothing out there there is nothing beyond this here this is it *** 12/16/23 first book of poetry there is nothing beyond
