A Banterous Ode to Tablemat

Lines weaved left right overlapped Generating a pattern for a tablemat Its formulation stares at me as I type these words Onto the screen as my eyes unravel worlds The tablemat is envious that my fingers stroke the keyboard Wonders why its only purpose is to keep tables from being scorched Well mat, I didn’t … Continue reading A Banterous Ode to Tablemat

Impulse Was His Weakness (Collaboration)

It was his only chance He rushed towards the door Impulse was his weakness Thus he tripped onto the floor Knowing who was knocking He wanted to make an impression Little did he realise he was bound By a wheelchair and a confession He picked himself up to get the door To her surprise, this … Continue reading Impulse Was His Weakness (Collaboration)