Poems from mc488
I write what ever gets my fingers tingling and gets my soul to dance too. I love to write whatever just comes to me even if it is dark and morbid. Some of my inspirations come from dreams I have had
So many people rushing about
Heading to Atlanta, to Seattle, to New York
Only thinking of themselves, their destinations, their time.
The...
So many strange things running in a carousel
With eerie music round and round,
As the monkey bears its wide-toothily grin
And blood drips...