Is it common sense to put in your two cents? Drop lyrical bombs and philosophical songs Waiting for the machine to vend another bend In the resolution paper But of course, there is just never progress with the Congress And I must digress, the system Is inherently flawed We saw Them build a wire fence The new Lochness No water for the barter Checkpoint Please appoint, anther world leader Someone...
I hung in my four poster bed suspended from a mangrove Drinking my tea that reminds me of coffee Watching the giant squids glide graciously under the soft skin of clear blue waves More like teal, releasing soap bubbles into the air, each with a firefly trapped inside And then it was dusk, the sky beginning to fill with soft coloured feathers oft on the horizon The fisherman cast out his hook to...
He Told Me
He told me To be free free free Raise my arms to drop my right to arms Second amendment Should be amended He contended, fronted By cold fronts, staring stunts, remarks blunt Sword unsharpened, pen cap opened He writes With love love love Message from above
Avocado (Work in Progress)
Peel back the skin. Cut into the flesh. Then you can reveal the avocado stone whole. That’s what she told me. A secret was etched into its cobalt surface, glistening as it was with promise of adventure. However, our story was over before first tea. Such things are written. It is where I do not know. The first stone was about a princess and her avocado stone. Her avocado...
Times New Roman
The slope of your shape entices even the most romantic of writers. These writers cannot help but type even the more furiously, projectile romance on the blank page. You pull at their heartstrings, making cellists look weak and concertos seem underwhelmed. It is your plain Jane, commonplace beauty that is most striking of all. Living in the new times, there is still something ancient about your...