Low End Poetry

She's so sick and tiredShe hopes she gets firedNo one knows what she'll findWith no one to talk toBut her own lonely mindThe sun hitting the skin T...

I hear the horses, the bell and the carriage wheelsFind their way into townAnd up here on the HillA man with round spectacles a dusty top hat and a...

If you wait If you wait long enough You might find The things you believe are right  to be wrong And the ones that are wrong To be right If you wai...

The tree wasSwarmed and eaten aliveBy the spotted lanternfliesNo one knows if it cried For help before it diedThe hurt in its barkWas definitely li...

There's a wise manAnd a foolplaying a guitarWith no stringsAnd drums with no sticks and no skinsThey play a songMaking a lot of noiseAbout silenceW...

I've reached you on the Sacred stage  And I don't want to fall My Heroes and my Gods Stand silent, watchful and tall Like the mountain you are on U...

Friends come and go Family on a distant road All I've got is time alone With hours on the phone Trying to find answers To love lost and to the stru...

Welcome to D.o.l.l. 2.0A brand new versionOf the same iterationConvertible and attainable Always AvailableI'm your virtual assistantI answer in an ...

I used to have a different face  and a given name Now I'm just a tag to blame I was a friend, a lover and a parent Accused and hunted down By the b...

Where are the peace of mind And the calm Are they hidden in a paragraph Written on a page of a secret book Or maybe in a verse or chorus Of a rock ...

It's quarter to 9 on the HillIt already feels like 100 degreesAtwells is at its finest:Quiet, only a few cars comingThe birds are chirping happilyb...

Today Christine stopped byWith her name tattooedIn blackletters on her chestBetween her breasts and her chinjust above the sternumShe tells me she ...