The heart is a many chambered manse
Where small things smile
And stairways beguile
Peculiar passwords
Collect in piles
The who, when, why is circumstance
Victory is for the weak
Nike on her fleetest feet
Couldn't fathom failure's
Sweeter treat
CITEȘTI
Poems for Morbid Children
PoezieThis is a collection of some of my more curious and macabre poems. Many of my poems play with words, the sounds and shapes of them. However, I often attempt to delineate emotion and sensation I cannot otherwise word, or I take inspiration from legen...
