Poems from Crime and Peppermint
Does anyone else marvel at the beauty of words?
The texture on the tongue
The sound, rising and falling
It's beautiful
I find it to be a...
I am a tyrant, a God, if you will
Seeking the glory of gold and great thrill
Here is my crest seal and axe of young blood
Refusal is...
How could I not take offense to your deep cutting words
Your comments and remarks and terrible slurs
I am who I am but that's not enough...
Such a substance to tie them together
Proposes a thought amid icy frost
Such a bond between the three brothers torn
Gives wistful...