Recent content by ChidingEyes

I thought I heard you whistling When I recapped, Neck reversed And then smacked into my ceiling When I thought I heard you breathing If the force of snapped threads Were not enough, could not convince I thought I heard your voice When I washed my face and rinsed I’ve never stepped into there...

Cupped small hands could clear a road Smiles eager, teeth disposed There’s a curse on this town- Looked upon With looming frowns At mindless clowns who’ve lost their way Your enemies are turning to you, Like some glue takes to a sheet Of music, Notes; my world complete Etched and burned with...

I’d like to think That I let others Decide their own fates, Yet my yellow teeth are stained And I only let them Make decisions As long as everything’s fine By Me I would also like to think That I have thanked Countless writers That I’ve read for inspiration, But my favorites Of any poems I...