Corrective Lenses

March 29, 2016

My red eyes need eye drops. My eyes are so close together I am practically a cyclops. My dad died so I don't have a pops.

Something wrong with this poem?

Replies are closed for this poem.

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.