The bee,
Small as it is...
It’s 3am and all through the house;
Not a creature is stirring...
Rising to the darkness,
flashing a crooked grin...
My husband, Mr. Pike
is going on a hunger strike...
Fiddle dee dum fiddle dee dee
said the little king to thee...
Three little monsters awoke from their slumber
Thoughts filled their minds of destruction and...
It starts at evening, the silent weave of scent
billowing through the door, seeping in the carpet...
My poems suck. Quite simply they do and there's...
So poetry. dead. it is. What did I miss? nothing...
I'm a psycho- my brain is all twisted, no normalcy...
Man, what in the hell is wrong with me...
My mischievous marveling mews,
ices intentions into...
I'm sorry but I'm not home to talk cuz I took my...
Pocahontas is too sexy, and tinky winky is gay.
None of us believe this, though that's what they...