Kyle Schlicher Poems

and I will be
the
first
tear
...

my dreams
are dying,
fading with
the passage
...

restless,
sweaty
nights
tossing
...

the day was tired
and
slow.
...

writing with invisible ink
the poet's
nightmare
comes
...

beer commercials
have
all the main ingredients
for good
...

That summer
came swiftly upon me.
School was out for three
glorious
...

The floor is littered
Ideas dying
Spewed
About
...

A need for persimmons

This must exist.

No other reason stands still

Beneath the dripping tree.
...

each time
i see the
white phosphorus
exploding
...