Poems from srntyMG
When the undimmed mind of child plays
No thought to time do they oft pay;
Or to the swift fugue of night
From bold sun’s ever revolving...
I ask him what he's got to offer
And he says beef jerky and a truck and I say
That there are men with Cadillacs and chocolate fountains but...
The man behind me
sneezes.
No ones says
anything.
The platinum links of sushine,
Twisting underwater.
The rising bubble cry
Of a wrinkled newborn daughter.
The breeeze that tighens...
I want to taste Death
I imagine it
Like a crisp sweep across my lips
Seeping into my veins
Like arsenic
Strapping me to the fluorescent...