Poems from Puppychow298
A mass pool of children are labeled and mixed together
All different cognitive thinkers, forced to pay attention
To topics that don't...
Behind her grey eyes madness laid
Her stockings dingy and dress torn
She was the widowed maid
A look on her face said she wasn’t forlorn...
The fog of my breath leaves a whimper in the air
The days merge to weeks as I wait to be found
Bound by the restraints of my condescending...
I smell the savory cardboard box
From across the room..
The corrupt power of marketing
Sweet, elastic rubber tickles
My senses as I...
Take an excursion to a place unknown to your heart
Whether it be nostalgic or virgin land
Even if one is shrewd or facetious, we all enjoy...