By Steve Grogan Starting to get sick of this:myself, my attempts to survive.I will regress, I will rebel,stomping my way to a heart attack.This is all I need.This is all I forget.In the mirror you can measure how quickly I fall.Mirrors reveal everything.Mirrors indicate if Earth really revolves.Tongues unmask the truth as well.Does your skin … Continue reading A Sneaky Way to Deprive the World of Rain
Alive
By Steve Grogan I twisted my fate left and right. I couldn’t think. My hands were weak. They couldn’t hold a pen. I knew no words anyway. I saw the pictures of the metal men rusted by the rain, and I read literature ruined by the criticism. It’s 4:30, and the walls are open. I’m … Continue reading Alive
