Tag Archives: Toxic
Sky Askew
Where is the what
or the Who that explains
the oft’ fruitlessness
of my overall mess and the how I say yes long before I have said I know why?
When my proclivity
to touch humanity’s
innate toxicity
brings my doom, what is it that lauds me and steals the sharpest wits gifted me?
Co
Early from work
To tell you how much you meant to me
I came
And you could not believe my words
Your words, I said
Meant so much to me that I gave my life
To help them along
2014: A Haiku
Not denied my eyes
Told my heart to go to hell
That’s what I’d have done
grandmaster
On the surface there’s shine
Polished and forged
So as to showcase
A most lovable lie
Their accolades, yours
As my ears cringe
For there is that shallow, shallow heart
Dulled early
Tilled over
By one finely chiseled intellect
That what fear, I fear to wonder
They can never hear