Poems from Johnathon Nichols
Alice awoke from her bed with madness in her head laughing and spiting
saying I'm not insane as they took her away to Wonderland Ave
and...
are we safe and sound?
are we broken down ?
can we speak can we yell with out prosecution from the other side of the room ?
can we be...
(note for reader this poem is against the keystone pipeline it must be
stopped for all our culture and land is in jeopardy not just the...
knife to my chest ready to end it all
then comes a meow then comes more
then a scratching at my door
I'm needed once more
so i open the...