Category: YUCK!

Drowned

I was up in your neck of the woods today
Hiking the trails
For a moment I was back in Arkansas
And you were back to being yourself
Pixie
I know you’re here, somewhere,
Your soul clings to the hills
And your delusions fill the valley

Poems without Explosion A call for sanity

Oh, sorry, in my excitement
I forgot all about informed consent.
You may wanna know:
You’ve Been Upgraded to Muse!
At least I hope it’s upgraded,
It may be a downgrade,
Hell, it’s probably something
You don’t want at all.
Muses do tend to burn fast
Blow up
And leave craters behind.
I’ve seen enough craters.
(Right?
No craters!)
Let’s just say,
Being true to my own nature (poet),
I’ll write about things I find intriguing,
Including you.

Poems without Explosion!