Poems from thomas.a.agee
At night I cuddle to the sound,
perhaps, it speaks to me.
Your resonant wave,
crests through my stagnation,
disputing the channel.
...
Ode to the winds of my yesterdays.
Carrying me into the future,
To where all winds calm.
Just air, traveling this stream,
Born from...
Here we lie in an unconscious state
ignoring the world.
I want so much to speak.
Every word that cross my view
seems meager
near your...
To be in your web of lies,
at least you
still cling to truth.
I am not enough.
If I was...
You say you’re different,
Not at all like the others.
Perhaps there is something special…
Foolishly, I succumbed to hope.
You’re just...