Murdering Cheese It wasn't with ease Nor was it to please At any time it could make you sneeze Moved by the slightest breeze
By Christopher Beardabout a month ago in Poets
I was never there I thought it was unfair Caught in their lair So many evil stares From places they came I did not know where
Broken Letters Putting pen to paper Nothing connecting Everything seems to be dissecting I needed a better direction
Black sugar Sweet stuff But never enough Great in a cup Even on top Has it's place Always great Nothing white
Shimmering Light Through the cracks it sneaks Scary are the creaks Just taking a peek Seemed out of reach Wasn't sure how there could be a breach
By Christopher Beard2 months ago in Poets
On the street Just wanted somewhere to sleep Needed to be discreet It was a bit cold in the sleet Couldn't even find a seat
Rejection Letters I thought it would get better Kept sending them in But things were looking dim That is the nature of these things
Nothing Thought we had something Never knew what thing Could be special Make it official Need to consider
Obsession It was my obsession Just learning a lesson In my possession No room for correction Had a connection
Exception So many questions Didn't know what was requested Had nothing invested Didn't want to do what you suggested
They look but don't move They blink but are still They see but there is nothing The view is there but it is empty
Dreaming in the darkness Nothing to think about No imagination at all Just staring at the wall Wondering if this was all
