Mr WordPress on Hello world!
Words tumble in short quips from her lips she thinks them poems – in reality simply a negative pile of shit. Do I tell her? Advertisements
“Beg beggars”, they quip Ignoring the pleading eyes Most walk by them.
My lost life with you dribbles past then surrounds me ,sinking down, drowning.
laying back on my nice soft bed, window open, roof over my head, warmth, I hear slowly an increase in the rattle of wheels down the sidewalk, a cart needed for a few possession or perhaps empty, but waiting for … Continue reading
Drumming drums dancing beats of sound into silence echoing heart songs.