Poems from boscog

School was boring, so i read. i hid books inside my books, i read the posters on the walls. on the far wall , in front of metaphors, my...
Honey BeesHoney bees forced to their knees                by pulling, tugging, tearing, scaring Pinned against unfamiliar beds their...
Mission Control cannot be reached. and unfortunately there has been a breach out into the atmosphere goes my Mind Hopefully it will not be...
Life is...Life is waking up every morning in pain It lies in the distinction of how severe it hurts today It lies in what pains me in that...