There once was a dog who chewed rocks,
His fur was muddy with knots,
His teeth wore down low,
under his slimy little nose.
So now he nibbles my socks.
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About the Creator
T. R.
Just a guy living here in this crazy mysterious universe
I Blame You, Moon
Empress of twilight and beyond, you’ve outstayed your welcome. Come alone, I asked you, yet you brought the night– libertine, fluid, and turbulent, swirling eddies through my voids, which were not for its blackness to fill. My silences were not your invitations.
By Teresa Rentonabout 7 hours ago in Poets
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