Poem: Possibly, Pop and Tea

I love the way you wear my shirt With twinkling eyes and gentle smirk Hold me in your gaze and smile With spider adding to your style On this cold day do I feel warm As I feel closer to your form But we will laugh as we all do As we cover Emily in … Continue reading →

Poem: The Good Times Are Over

Trashed beauty queen Looking all mean Stuck in a rust-belt wonderland Is it you instead Who’s the one who’s gone dead Is something I’ll never understand Cling to a hope That you’ll quit to smoke And believe that you’ll be all better than The rest of the jerks In button-down shirts And pass them all … Continue reading →

Poem: There Are No Cars on West Main Street

There are no cars on West Main Street Not a sound, and no heartbeat All lies quiet and fast asleep Drifts are high with so much snow No-one to be seen, nowhere to go And silently does this cold wind blow I long for days of summer sun Of smiles on faces of everyone Of … Continue reading →