The Pole Dancer

The lights were dim and the music was loud. Across a random collection of drunk heads I found her flowing like a river around a silver pole. She stood out in the midst of all the chaos and denial. Almost like the last sign of hope.. and wow, wasn't it worth it. For the world … Continue reading The Pole Dancer


2 am thoughts

The walk's funny, I am here now and there too The sails lack the wind Yet they stand tall and blue Underneath the drunk sailors Smiled in their dreams Forgive and forget Was written in light cream.. The night's violet Underneath I am my own islet The bridges burn down And in time I see … Continue reading 2 am thoughts