Poems from Theatrical Poems

The sweet chords of a song ring out Their sounds are entwined in an intricate dance The girl's body relaxes with an exhale Her eyes open...
There are words dripping off their lips They're slurs and curses and lies There are screams ripped from raw throats And there are fires in...
You told me to stop Don't be creative Be mechanical, logical No imagination My pencil scratches Across the paper My eyes are glazed I dare...