Guns don't Kill people -- sometimes very sad sick unfortunately influenced people kill people. Words have power and sometimes ugly words have wrong power. "Unjustly Ridicule Thy Neighbor For the Fond Poodle and Loose The Killing Hounds."
So Be It
Drippy brake fluid blood pooled
ran and ran
helter-skelter, willy-nilly, topsey-turvey
across the tiled plain
screams and vomit beat the walls
a horrible drum roll in kind
a fool slipped
gaping brain all a flitter
Kevin is (writing about yourself in the third person (illeism) is a trip) an artist/writer/carpenter and frustrated songwriter living in Johnson City, Texas. His latest frustrating songwriting attempt is titled, "I Touched the Hand That Touched (more...)
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