Poems from jmoore005
It's reaching morning and I haven't slept at allThere's a mirage of you stalking in the hallYou're a million miles away yet you hold me...
The advertisements on the television screenSell sex, beauty, creamsA pill for your misery“Oh, you don’t look like a photo shop lie? What’s...
i’m beautifulbecause i demolish my poltergeistswith syllables that pulse under my skin,a crescendo of the ivory keyswhen the tempo is...