Poems from rjbachman
Ingredients:
2 cups of mushy love songs
3 cups of butterflies
1/2 cup of giggles
1 cup of lover's kisses
1 8 ounce package of flirting
1...
Death is getting
a call
at seven in the morning
asking you to
come to the hospital
to see your sick
grandfather.
Death is finding out ...
I'm as out of place
in your life
as a stop sign
on train tracks.
I'm the slap
across your
cheek
when all you
wanted was
a kiss.
I'm the...
Because shrimp comes from the ocean
Because it's impossible to lick your elbow
Because lemons are sour
Because patience is a virtue...
In the sterile room she lays,
shivering from the cold she feels
against her shiny head.
She thinks of the dreadful gift
she found in her...