Prose written when I was having a cranky moment about a truly awful person.Why does the best prose happen when I’m cross?
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I’ve never seen such skin before
The word to describe it is crenelation
In cases like your people say ‘nice personality’
Sadly for you this just isn’t the case Continue reading “Crenelation – prose”
I live in an echo chamber
The people I choose to be around me
Are the ones who reflect my opinions
Ideas, judgments, have my set of values
Of a world that is better Continue reading “Echo Chamber – prose”
A small bit of prose dedicated to a certain someone
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The thing that’s so sad
Is you’re so close to ‘good’
A small whisker off ‘nice’
If you just understood.
You’re often quite fun
Good looking and fit
If only you were not
So totally shit. Continue reading “Baby man – prose to a certain type of person”
I know people who actually think this
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He sticks his dick in crazy sauce
That’s his main lament
No sane girl tends to sleep with him
I’m sure you’ve heard him vent Continue reading “Crazy sauce (A Poem)”
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