My Address

I could always go home

But home’s decaying

Home’s drying up

I run to another room in my mind

There’s no bed for me

Even the floor is unfit

Where’s my place?

Where’s it gone?

I’ve no place to call my own

Left alone in this world just like I came…

art: miguel linares rios

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Cuddle Me

I want to feel you cozy up to me on the inside; you know, inside my feelings. You feel so good there. andre kohn

artist: andre kohn, the kiss