My life goes slowly
unfortunately
so does my death come
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 5:42 PM UTC
I knocked on wood.
It answered the door.
I ran.
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
Every "hello" contains
cancerous cells of "goodbye"
Some will never breed well
others will grow to a malignant farewell.
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
Had I lived in Victorian era
I would've been a lamplighter
I like poking holes
in the darkness
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC
You can't **** anyone
with a blunt poem.
Sharpen it.
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 12:44 PM UTC
People gathered around
the huge gelatinous body (?)
A woman screamed:
"God has fallen! He's dead!"
Scientists poked and confirmed -
it was Him, the one and only.
The media quickly picked up the story,
but people couldn't hear the news
from the riots and breaking of glass,
the fighting raging outside...
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 12:40 PM UTC
...who believe in people
albeit
they are yet to see a human.
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 6:18 AM UTC
My step is heavy
and my heels crack like the road beneath them
your advice on elegance
falls into those cracks.
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
Tread lightly
in darkness,
every wrong step
echoes louder there.
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 5:59 AM UTC