A Paedophile Rhyme
He saw a lion at dawn just above the lawn The children hadn’t stopped and so got gobbled up But the window told the truth that the bubble was a man-that-was-a-predator so uncouth. … Continue reading →
He saw a lion at dawn just above the lawn The children hadn’t stopped and so got gobbled up But the window told the truth that the bubble was a man-that-was-a-predator so uncouth. … Continue reading →
A thought erupt into a mazedene of go and stay Martini listens ‘cause it has no choice Everyone’s a Martini on a particular day: no taking and no feedback (this is the consequence of an emotion attack) Retribution is dead but minds collide in the heat so that poetry is anti-orgasmic and hearts live apart Raise your glasses to the lucky dead We’re all children when destiny’s not our future but a reflection. … Continue reading →