Chops : Writing

Wits End

Wits End

A Poem by Chops


I’m a Halfwit Dimwit Nitwit Witless Idi-wit
Texas, Ted

Texas, Ted

A Poem by Chops


Two burst pipes that should bring water. No electricity for days. Hotel nights, then boiling water, Though the sun began to blaze. All things lu..
Blue Wave

Blue Wave

A Poem by Chops


Blue rave Blue wave Blue gaze Blue haze Blue stare Beware A-rat-tat-tat-tat-tat Boom
Punct! Uation Matters

Punct! Uation Matters

A Poem by Chops


Can't end. Can't. End.
Surround Me

Surround Me

A Poem by Chops


I want to be surrounded by beauty Will you come over?
I Miss

I Miss

A Poem by Chops


I miss The intensity Of my feelings As I drive And am driven Up The Five My gas tank Heading lower My emotional tank Empty Knowing I&r..
I Failed

I Failed

A Poem by Chops


Trying to understand a lover and come to grips with differences
My Target

My Target

A Poem by Chops


Poem about the benefits of emboldened fascist racists coming out of the closet
Ghostwriter

Ghostwriter

A Poem by Chops


Blocked in life, in writing, in love.
The Walk

The Walk

A Poem by Chops


Trying to really understand a lover.