Daniel Edward Poems

when the crocidiles
sing to you and i
ferocious cats
scream back
...

there was a fisherman
with dreams of
calm seas and a
full net
...

i saw the pale light
as a cresant highlight
hugging your eyes
that gazed past me
...

i look around
realizing
the cat
went AWOL
...

i think i know what its like to be lonely
and then i think of my cat
who waits around by herself all day long
waiting around for me to return so that
...

I am
breathing
in and out
circumventing air
...

mourning
over a lost
friend
is like
...

there are days
impossible stressful intimidating
days
that seem to conceal
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columns of pride
pillars of pride
based on me
could i move the support?
...

i'll have the coffee
as black as my lungs
and midnight skies
to sit below
...