My name is Chris I avoid obvious rhymes and give you just the rancid; ‘We feel you have not been communicating effectively as an employee’ poet. So to you I said ‘I’m ill’ ‘Care to spill?’ she hisses. ‘Yes’ I said My names the one burning brightly up there in the corner of the room,…
Category: Poetry
Love and silence.
Just you and me and the silence in between things hello cruel world, once more Venus in pearls hollow echo: the only way to conquer your fears is to face them, to splinter a beady eye with glowing heart first explode out your heart and intellect combined in a style not unlike Omega man. to…