Poems from mmorrison
My palette fades from colours to greys
As I wonder what life is like in the shade
The sun always felt so awfully grim
And the moon reveals...
no format
no “right” way to exist
but capitalism was prescribed
by the ones who solely benefit
the ones who imply false authority
do they...
sunlight reflected from his vacant eyes
brown, dark, perpetually lacking sleep
they drooped, never looking sober
captivated, i had never...
someone could have loved her
someone did love her
but i never loved her
i broke her,
twisted her to fit “beauty’s” mold
and she never felt...
relentless twitching, pulsing
in cookie-cutter intervals
uniform frequency, identical duration
circle, triangle, square-
any shape it...