Poems from Nich
When did eyes become so bitterOn the outside world they surveyed?And pens become rapiers to tearApart all the hypocrisies and theirVessels...
Another pass over the bigger city to the south makes me wonder about all the absence in the night; the pitch-blackest part that the eye can...
Swallowed a holeLet it grow, quarter sizedIn the right side of your brain.And you're preying onAll the good timesA victim can buy you,...
Legato drawstrings tempt the blinds down, As heavy eyes burden my sight
Soft light etches on the wall...
I
I would write dirges
For memories that escaped-
They only return.
II
Cast away your doubts,
Casting shadows on the wall;
They only hinder...