A Good Little Girl in a Big Bad World
Poem Like the echoes of a crumpled sketch I threw into a tin waste basket the beats of my heart continue. It is empty except for the ripped, wrinkled, discarded outlines of the...
Tagged: spoken word
Revolution of Self
Spoken Word Poem I need a revolution of my self. I need to overcome the alienation that society has imposed on me, separating what I do from who I am and know I...
Experiment – The Lower Back
Spoken Word Tales, I win. Tails, you guess. Taels; we each take a look at the smog-lined horizon and wonder at the golden palaces hidden in the murky but glorious past; but only for...
Lip Service
Poem I don’t wanna be stuck in a routine, a Houdini who never escaped and suffocated over seven decades. What a way to go, eh? What a waste! I’d rather be kicked in the...
I Wrote This While Waiting For You
Poem Even if I could ever write a poem that summarized all the minor chords lines In all the themes songs from all the movies we ever loved I’d still think That one Bonnie...
Focus Group; Solo
Spoken Word Never not stimulate my mind Never forget me not I’ll walk down halls with you too Only when a promise Folds inward Against the shore that a wave Crashed Lunar excuses go...
