Tag Archives: It

Bad Oyster

Charismatic
Handsome
Intelligent

The world was
His oyster

Plucking pearls
He happened across
Basking in their
Luminescence

Until he grew
Bored

Then back into
The sea
From whence
They came

Neurotoxic poisoning
Traces left
Everywhere

Not because they
Sprang
From within a
Bad oyster

But simply from
Being
Touched by
Him

© jillterry


Exceeding the Misery Quotient

So many ways
To be miserable
Attained on a daily basis

The moment It wakes
From unconsciousness
Forced to face another day

Plundering the masks
Upon the wall
Who shall It be today

The angst the drama
Poor pitiful soul
Its only offer to the world

The same worn path
Each footfall memorized
Wallowing mistaken for art

For those who recognize
Its misery demanding company
Avert and forced to purge


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