home | poetry and prose by m-m sex ` loss ` angel ` leave ` fatigue ` ritual

 
     Section Title Graphic
 

You're outta here, Joe!

Without.shtml
Shower.shtml
sandy_castles.shtml
pass_the_pills.shtml
paper.shtml
night_lights.shtml
My_Plan.shtml
love_is_not_lovely.shtml
Leave.shtml
Hes_Not_Listening.shtml
Goddamn_God.shtml
egomaniac.shtml
crickets_content.shtml
counting_the_rhythms.shtml
caged.shtml
blue_boy.shtml
A_Writers_Question.shtml

      

Without
 

Without

a will

to live.

 

the planet

too small,

the people

too similar,

the space

too same,

 

pointless.

 

there is no

logical reason

to continue

within

such limits.

 

but is there

really anything

worthwhile

 

without.

 

m-m

 

 
    about  |  contact   |  hosted by itempo.com   |  please visit my lyrics website   |  © m-m all rights reserved