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...