Category Archives: bad poetry

with one fell stroke the universe rights my wrongs taking everything it wants back leaving me the crying kid with no lollipop ranting on the corner as if i was the worst tantrum the world’s ever seen.

so how about something wholly different yet completely the same two orphaned brothers set adrift on a tethered plane a folding couch the melting ice floe holding up smoldering butts ashes not quite legal and the whiskey spilling underneath smiles … Continue reading →

i’ve got two broken hands and a beer battered soul so these words continue to appear as the the keys click in that familiar tone and the world just waits a minute for me to get this down. there’s nothing … Continue reading →