Moth
What wrecks you make, crushed with fly swatters. We see only your distress, caught bentwinged by geckos or wrens. A …
Tag: irony
The Seven Year Itch
Ignore it and it reminds massage it it gets irritated Scratch it it looks for more Do all together and …
Slow Learners
Born with the wrong methodology Every movement a stumble and on we bumble, towards goals unseen and unwished for Moving …
Contrarian
The nymphs that sing at midnight? Just the breeze. The sprites within the water? Just the sun. The hand …
Toxic Love
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and you have scorned me. Now you have to pay for all …