Poems from KHAYRI R.R. WOULFE
Who art thou watching from behind that glass?
Insidious beholder concealed by dusk
Near thine neighbors thou never hath cometh,
Doth thine...
Craving, hunting for human flesh
Obnoxious beasts have been unleashed
Roaring, growling, killing spree
Pierced limbs flying as we flee...
[W]RITE and write until the words become worlds
[R]ISE above mountains and clouds made of ink
[I]NTO mystical realms crafted by quills
[T]...
Through the hollows, into the grey
Across the rolling hills of pain
Run all night till the darkest day.
When shadows behind the mists play...
In the begining, there was an egg.
God said, “Let there be chick!”
So the egg turned into omelette.