Poems from ejh12

Settle the Score
Legs burn as Hero escapes dead arms, grapling for tasty ankles.Low trombones blast staccato, accenting each slap of trainer against...
Intro to Technology
I know how to use a computer. I can use a keyboard. I am AWAKE, damnit! Why do I have to look it? God, I am NOT five years old!  Stop...
January Dormatory
Songs of the dying echo through the vents Ringing alarms for the hermits.   Get out, get out; it's all coming in. All the sickly, the...