The music, don’t worry, carries away in a shopping basket, Frozen peas for a pillow, cool and soft, warm and sweet. Words and sounds decay through the air we breathe a dozen Breaths per minute, inhale, exhale, difficult as the task it Has become, to the point of exhaustion as we merely complete A sentence, [...] [...]
What is worse than beginning a poem with single question? Would you agree that two questions at the beginning of a Poem are worse than one? How could such questions improve This rhetoric when readers simply won’t agree the best one Is their last and, most likely, only distraction. Designer Java Tides erode smiles, warming [...] [...]
The day of Rockin’-ing approacheth. CARnAGE will abound in and around and all about as a worm is to an apple! No quarter will be asked. Nor given. Nor accepted. Nor suggested. Nor hinted at, intimated, tacitly or otherwise. Selah. Such outrages will remain not uttered, unspoken even to a point of whisper. No thoughts [...] [...]