'Simon hasn't tweeted,' the bald egg said.
No words at all
from the poet's head.
Serial killers and batman have been put to bed,
slipped under the covers
tired from being read.
Simon hasn't tweeted; he's as silent
as
the
dead.
When will the words fall
out of his head?
About Me
- prettyintelligentprincess
- Turrets and Spires, Near the sea., United Kingdom
- An imperfect mother. An unfaithful wife. A career professional. Waiting to feel the stone thrown at her by the one without sin.
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