The Poet

The Poet To ease his ever restless nerves a neurotic writer sits at his notebook He looks to past works with dissatisfaction. a grip tightens on his chest while he looks for new ideas and new feelings, something to build on, some world to escape to. Thrashing a pen with intense strokes the poet seeks … Read more

The Big City

The big city I went to New York a few weeks ago I didn’t have much fun there The buildings blocked the view of the sun No one cared to look at anyone else The people were all smoking the city itself exhaled cigarette fumes and spat up bile from its sewer grated lungs It … Read more