A poem from “A Journey by Eric Fournier
Tag: expression
Not Everything Is For Us
An opinion
Noises of the Erotic
Soft velvet pressed against pursed lips, Tender caresses easing unspoken tension, Curled passions explode in agnst, while bed creeks in rhythm.
Project
So many unfinished projects laying about, clustering my office with their frizzy voices all screaming, “finish me, finish me… finish me!” Inside my head another voice rings out, “lazy, unproductive, product of depression, and utterly useless.” Then at times despite feeling out of control, lazy, useless, depressed, I have to make a 180 and help…
Oh How Hard It Is To Not minimize.
Some things I did positive in my life last week. I bought a few upgrades to the house. I started perfecting a part of a composition I am working on completing. I did part or all of the dishes every day. I did part or all of the laundry every day. I am embarrassed this…
Stuck
Time a ropes slope to a horizontal line equaling infinity, Tripping down the path of everlasting jaw breakers, Break, break apart, Break, break apart, Digging deep inside, pulling the feelings out, Sherlocks glass spending eons perceptualizing the emotional fragility held inside, of me, Inside, Inside of me, In me, Eating away inside of me, Twisting,…