misterpoet (25)in #poetry • 8 years agomilk and honeyyou make me what i thought i'd never become 2 a.m. and you climb my body starving can you smell my fear or is the…misterpoet (25)in #poetry • 8 years agobetween sheetsyour hospital bed took you into its arms and taught you about casketsmisterpoet (25)in #poetry • 8 years agoi write poemsan abandoned house loves the fresh air blowing the dried leaves across the peeling linoleum. my face is the decor…misterpoet (25)in #poetry • 8 years agothe season that preys...cold froze the veins in my house & it sits, skeleton bare to the elements. i lie inside it's battered skin…misterpoet (25)in #poetry • 8 years agothe yellow roomwe place cubes of sunlight in the room to temporarily paint it yellow. the color illuminates the darkened…