A Pair of Poems Without Pictures

i wonder if the charm of mismatched socks transfer to poetry?


i am a fish
circling his hook
with baited breath
and not enough regrets

AU – 79

i choose to be a walking cliche
because actions speak louder than words
and there is nothing wrong
with having a heart of gold
if you have the strength to stand up tall
despite, or perhaps, because of it.