‘It’s Ours’ by Charles Bukowski – Poem of the Week

‘It’s Ours’ by Charles Bukowski – Poem of the Week

It’s Ours there is always that space there just before they get to us that space that fine relaxer the breather while say flopping on a bed thinking of nothing or say pouring a glass of water from the spigot while entranced by nothing that gentle pure space it’s worth centuries of existence say just […]

Pieces of you

Pieces of you

If your mouth were a cave I would crawl into it, and find my way to the cranial staircase. I would reach for every message — every signal sent — and read each one earnestly. If your thoughts were an ocean I would dive into it, and let the tides carry me wherever. If your […]