fringe selvedges

the loose end of poetry

Month: October, 2016

gotham

I craze through my anger I slip through my hate I reek with defiance To shake all – I fake. Manhattan – October 2016

Bryant

I crash, on my inside I break, from within I flash, to my dark side To shake – This fake skin. New York, NY – October 2016

breakthrough

A sense of movement, upon me The call that shakes, of now The time has come, for a presence That will let my soul, allow. Howard Air Force Base, Panama – October 2016