Poems from TwainMuffin
Gnawing on my insides
parasitic bundle of flowers and poison
precipitating an action,
Freudian manifestation
of thoughts repressed
actions...
If you care about someone
let them know
Don’t take for granted
that they understand you,
that they already know how you
really feel about...
The first time I felt needed
I was at my lowest low.
I was a rug
in the grander scheme of things.
--
I could see and hear the world,...
When my mind is running
the only way I can keep up
is by taking a long bus ride.
As I view an endless panorama
of people and places and...
Fire escapes are
useless
—until there’s
a fire.
But what is
a fire?
Is it just that
spark from a match?
Is it just that
orangey thing that...