the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

Poems with the tag ‘scratch’

scratch a little

you have to scratch a little to start a ball-point,
will this newly found pen take away my angst coupling
will you destroy me?so be it.
nothing is ever great without change
if you are, I will gladly die
I saw the pelican dive and I thought of you
Fatal you may be for I was there with you on a log at sunset
and swerved to not meet the railing.
the I-64 rain drops swim across the window like sperm for an egg, my neurons are to moments of you



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