she eats her ice cream
with a knife and keeps her earrings on the side
of the tub. reckless.
who knows what will fall into a drain or
how an inside cheek will get nicked.
love is a danger they say. radioactive.
sickness. a glow you wish you didn't know.
but now here it is
and you just have to live with it. she keeps
trying to buy a dog.
my hair is falling out because of how much I care.
Well, it looks like I've majorly lapsed on the poem-a-day habit. Not to worry. I'm taking a short break to finish the Balkey story line....
“What,” the young, scarred and scabbed Scib said, “did Mr. Pin calm him – Bixson-” And Balkey closed the gap as soon as the word left the...
Tell him Coral has finally gone sour and the Pin is as crooked as we all thought,” fryed Balkey and eyed the straight and tall, the...