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│jillterry.com

Death Trap

She doesn’t seek his memory, it just comes creeping; and when it does, that’s all there is. Its nothing to do with fear or inspiration; building a fan base that was there long before he was; or anything at all for matter of fact. For who would dream of seeking such hurt. Its simply aContinue reading “Death Trap”