Red Pencil Poems

May 9, 2011
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
I like writing poetry
In red pencil,
Outline dreams and machines,
The kinds that kill.

They like burning books and things.
Then they feel free,
Of standards, Truth, and cursed rings.
Goodbye boundaries

He likes watching her dance.
Butterfly wings.
Oblivious to her trance,
But, she can sing.

We like nothing.
We like everything.
We like idealistic dreams.
We like tentative plans.
We like you.

Yes, we LIKE YOU

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback