Poems from veggiemunster
The boy sitting in the corner of the restaurant had no money. Morosely, he slouched, trying to hide his hungriness. Guiltily he ate food...
Thoughts, racing
Fingers, roaming
Feet, running
Mouth, roaring
Hands, reaching
Tendons, ripping
Skin, rending
Ears, ringing
Blood, rushing...
Like a stupid ringtone—
Similar to ripped, jagged nails scratching
A satin bedcover—
Akin to fixing a digital clock
Only to have the power...
Seeping slowly,
Crunched quickly,
Melting stickily,
Or swallowed whole.
Any way that you decide
Is fine with me.
Savor me
Or Favor...
I dared to accept
The challenge
Of sweating it out
In front of everyone.
Trying to speak slowly
The mouth fumbles
And instead of grace
The...