Poems from accorona
There once was a neophyte athlete who went forth
She noticed the state
Of the bathroom she changed in
How horrid!
She felt her life was...
To what end do you aspire to go to friend?
Garden of Eden; life of shame
The flower blooms only to die- again
Is it not always the same...
Bright fluorescent lights of painTell me what you have to gainTell me you that shine so brightWhy you’d place me in this plight
Standing...