Poems from KafeWill
It’s a How Was Your Day and Have A Good Night.
Its to be fun and be rude and play to still stay polite.
Its remembering to ask.
Its...
Measure it in the blood sweat and tears.
In the miles I walk instead of run.
In the stiff joints and long days.
In the freedoms I lose and...
I review myself over a layer of abstraction:
the camera's lense,
the mirror's silver,
or a stranger's eye.
It's when I look into myself...