Everybody here is in
valium television,
hectic blues and musing.
No iced water,
ice will freeze the high
only sweet tea will suffice.
Drifting,
sleep to be understood.
This coma lust has me pinned
to a grin,
and my afternoons in gridlock.
Numed teeth
sink into mellow veins...
@Steven Francis poems 1995
About Me
- Steven Francis
- I started writing in school and discovered it was the only thing that could hold my interest (apart from sex). I knew from the lump inside me that some creative channel had to be my direction. And be good or bad it is some kind of legacy.
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