I really should get away from posting at the wee hours of the morning. The typos and run-on sentences are hard to read later.
At any rate, here's a duo of poems that I have been toying with lately. As always, please feel free to critique them. The first is an old one that I think is almost ready for public consumption and there's a new one in there too. Enjoy!
honesty is the best policy.
late one night, the Girl Who Never Lies
went into the bedroom of the boy she loved
and cut off his manhood
so she could truthfully say
that she hated all boys
death of innocence
two kids scared shitless
the boy wondering how
not bleeding could be a bad thing
and the girl wondering how
she could have become
the girl in those videos
from health class
they lay in the black
this kind of death is new
they wonder what was to be
and what will be now
together but
completely alone
Eh, since this is a weak showing after not posting for a month, I will toss a stupid haiku your way as well.
wasted opportunity
every line precious
the syllables dwindle down
this haiku sucks ass
Alright alright. I promise to have a real post up here this week or next. Promise.
Love,
Charlie
At any rate, here's a duo of poems that I have been toying with lately. As always, please feel free to critique them. The first is an old one that I think is almost ready for public consumption and there's a new one in there too. Enjoy!
honesty is the best policy.
late one night, the Girl Who Never Lies
went into the bedroom of the boy she loved
and cut off his manhood
so she could truthfully say
that she hated all boys
death of innocence
two kids scared shitless
the boy wondering how
not bleeding could be a bad thing
and the girl wondering how
she could have become
the girl in those videos
from health class
they lay in the black
this kind of death is new
they wonder what was to be
and what will be now
together but
completely alone
Eh, since this is a weak showing after not posting for a month, I will toss a stupid haiku your way as well.
wasted opportunity
every line precious
the syllables dwindle down
this haiku sucks ass
Alright alright. I promise to have a real post up here this week or next. Promise.
Love,
Charlie
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