Saturday, June 14, 2008


i could write a poem,
an ode, a sonnet,
words artfully crafted,
capturing all that was,
that is, and
can be.

but all you need,
is look in my eyes, and
find the loathing,
the hatred, and
the pain,

as love.

1 comment:

Kirstie said...

If I find you a publisher, can I get a percentage of any profits that arise? :)