Poetry

Fragmented thoughts

Miles from thought

Always inside

Stewart with coal pupils

Halloween spouts

It's all gone to hell

One day…

I won't put up with you

I won't miss you

You'll forget

Stuck like gum to my shoe

Your view beats mine

Windy Sundays

Better than warm Mondays

Frigid Thursday mornings

Make my toes wiggle

What a pun!

Of course! Thursday!

Inferior to intelligence

Not worthy of tears

Mirrors crash

Cameras combust

Vomited debris

Striving for creativity

Throw out books

Rely on your mind

Soothe the soul

"life just ain't fair"