Shallow, plastic Is all you hear When you take pride In the way you look A different type of body shame -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #219
Its sound, its content, the cadences, poetry strayed into his mind.
Haiku #205
My painted face hides My vulnerability Or I hope it will
Only Loser is Me
My brain seems to be Winning in a contest Against my heart To try and break me -Kel Dayheart
Lovely Gray Day
Rainy days are lovely When there are no reasons To go out in them Except by choice To puddle jump -Kel Dayheart
A Little Bite
Be careful of girls With red painted lips Behind their smiles They hide venomous teeth -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #218
Constellations moving, changing poems
Haiku #204
Use it or lose it Or so everyone says but That's a bunch of bull
Sunk
Drowning in your river Won't you save me From its roar? -Kel Dayheart
Closing the Chapter
Reluctant in his movements A sigh escapes him As he hands over His keys for the last time This is it -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 