Pícaro
If they toy with you when you are struggling then you have a cobra in what you once thought was hay. Advertisements
Moths
They’re all moths perched on a leaf as they wait for nightfall only so they could fly through your window and orbit the artificial light.
Colorful Moths
Your mouth feeds me butterflies in droves of lies Dozens spun into and down my throat to catch Between the middle of my vocal chords Until…
Empty Perfection
Welcome to the 21st century, Where the girls are perfect, Oh so beautiful, Say men that hardly try, As if girls should melt, Upon hearing those…
Cheap Words, Cheap Lies
At times the entire truth is simply a formality, a brief statement that places everything into perspective. Oftentimes it the omissions that challenge our perception of…
