Poems from egats
I opened my eyes closed
(As I often do)
A sacred apparition:
The Olmec calendar
Its cypher illegible
To my kind.
I hear her footsteps...
Spooning with a Ghost
She is my muse
And I never lose
The chills but I’m not afraid
Because she loves me
Jealously I only worry
What will...
I don't think I'm important
Which is why I become so angry
when I hear the girls in my class
typing more furiously after I make any...
There once was a man in a hat
Who couldn't admit he was fat
He hooted an hollerd
And waved around dollars
Threw himself off a tower
went...
"Pull up your pants"
grumbles frustrated and sick Sally
after backing herself into her brooding chair
for probably the tenth time this year...