angst cycle (ii)
if i pounce these
if i pounce these
i’ll have written
five years gone
there’s a madman
singing in the corner
he’s not me
REGARD
poems
media
angst cycle
sometimes a guy
just needs a beer
beer & poetry
white the train
i am the air
not ten
such fur to stroke
no
cliché
i am hit
it’s not an alien axe
i’ve seen denied
if i pounce these
so
tail up