[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="About the Poem"] My words don’t matter when they fall on deaf ears They are like dreams beat by time, quickly forgotten I am a lone tree in the Kalahari facing sand storms That shout: obey, comply, never...

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet's Note"] A tickle of your fickle thoughts A lingering of your dark mind Deep down in your shame you know…        You want me        You yearn me        You crave me Like a shadow it follows me From the...