Poems from tobykisses
Fickle little lines drawn in dirt parameters for our precarious game playing chicken with my conscience
you already know that's a...
I should have seen death coming
You strutted up to me
In your too tight tar black pants
Too cool to know esoteric T-shirt
And said, “You’re...
Eyebrow cocked high
Frozen as if posed for a photo shoot
So much sass concentrated into one small section of face
“Excuse me?”
I don’t...
Today I stumbled across her obituary
It was nestled in the thin newspaper pages
Between bastard cat ads and articles titled
"12 year old...
Tell me where your mind goes when you know I can’t read it
Spill what you slyly and strategically hold back in the name of our flirting...