By Kelst With you beside me, I am invincible. With you half here I am dying. With you gone I shall conquer the world. I wish I were invincible, But I shall take the world to console me.
I sit here now, in naked splendor, Cooling from blush wine in a liberated hot tub, Pondering the sins, imagined and real, of past transgressions. Perhaps I’ve misread what you said, and you didn’t mean That it is me you can’t trust, you see,… Continue Reading “Confusion”