Poems from hmichael

The Sound of Thunder cracks On the back of her chest This ex-con yelled louder mightier Than any Lion could roar Yet when all is said and...
Snap, Pop, Crack! There goes an elbow with one firm grasp. La la la watching those tears mixed in, Is water, blood, and all the hope plus...
Nevertheless the sweat drip drip dripping From the anaerobic exercise Of running while holding the sparkling Red in your gut Serial killers...
Unrelenting tears of muscle That reshape itself and this is labeled as getting in shape To endure such tears you need hustle Hustle to...
Pause Now go back to living Like my dad did on rice and grits Lost many and gained few to none new buddies I don't call them friends Trust...

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