Click for next slide. Welcome! This is a project full of metaphors and questions that you shouldn't think too hard over. I previously shared a project that was two poems I wrote for class. This is one poem I did NOT write for class. I wrote it to quell to demons writhing around in the depths of my mind, and also the voice of the people who say "Write more! Write more!" Maybe after they read this, they'll never want to read any more poetry by me again. But nonetheless, this was written while waiting for a pie to cool. The structure is not poetic, more disturbing, and it wasn't written with a so called English(?) teacher's guidance. So it's bad. It's vomit. It's straight from the darkest depths of my brain. Enjoy!!! :)
In the Mood by Glenn Miller
