Kissoon's Loop

your hyperbolic words-- like wraiths interred-- scratch, scratch at my neural pathways: i've never had to eat my own, but with your phra...

boy, you live so far away in your big blue house of yesterdays; boy, you've gotten caught in me-- like a hook in fabric, like a stone in...

Carry your worry in knots... pump new blood through, chasing the demons out through the curve of your knee; into the sea with your lies and ...

What should be tears turns into laughter; would-be fears incite self-slaughter; will I ever grow old, will I father a daughter; I will wa...

In windows, moments of hot clarity-- from shudd'ring paroxysms , the stabbing attempts at drawing breath-- I see people: people as ...

i don't want to be some stinging anemone clutched to your rock self. i don't want to feed from your underbelly, but i want someone (...

to whom it may concern: i am having a hard-enough time dealing; dealing with this radioactive decay half-life i call my whole-life; ...