by Chris | Nov 20, 2003 | Poetry
Have I ever let us down before?(the gate slammed open 'gainst our paint'd yellow fence)-you know if it had ever been, I'd up and you'd have left.Consequence will catch us up in tears and recompense.Isn't this the third movement? Haven't...
by Chris | Jun 19, 2003 | Poetry
We'll make riches flow from our pants- "Come, now, Doctor… let's make them an offerof wealthiest homes and numbers and figures.-strap them down w'th our leathers and fingers!"Watch as the stiches explode from our...
