Poems from johnnynong@gmail.com
Not long ago we were friends,
But now I need to send you to the ground.
The bitter anguish that swallows my soul,
Good god,
This body of...
Red lips,
Slow sips,
Patiently waiting for the draw;
Raw, the grasp of the body.
As animals retreat,
Beyond the primal,
Into the seething...