Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 Jun 2020
John McCove
green clamor
June agony
I'm lying
like couch potato
here on the balcony
with my brains out
 May 2020
John McCove
November days
Bewitching in a sense
I stare out of the window
Muddle-headed
Such sulky looks of passersby
And withered roses on the desk
Same sulkiness and withering in me
Forever
 May 2020
John McCove
May
This May breaks my head apart
As well as the night breaks the day
From the window I see the sun shine
But I have to stay online
****
What a ****** I am

— The End —