Chris Micha : Writing

L.A. Sunset

L.A. Sunset

A Poem by Chris Micha


She's beyond beautiful...
Rusted Mechanical Heart

Rusted Mechanical Heart

A Poem by Chris Micha


Just an old sappy stupid love poem.
(In)(Sane)

(In)(Sane)

A Poem by Chris Micha


If you don't understand this: I've done my job! If you do understand this: I've done my job!
My Imaginarium's Projector

My Imaginarium's Projector

A Poem by Chris Micha


Still playing in my theatre.
T-W-I-S-T-E-D

T-W-I-S-T-E-D

A Poem by Chris Micha


We're all just mildly twisted!! Okay maybe severely!
A Bucket Full of Sunshine

A Bucket Full of Sunshine

A Poem by Chris Micha


He sits on a bucket full of sunshine On the corner of Lockett & Vine His smile wears a weathered worn face That no longer bares his identity's name..
Voodoo Lady

Voodoo Lady

A Poem by Chris Micha


"Voodoo Lady" There's a Voodoo Doll Held captive by a Voodoo Lady Bound by a Voodoo spell Its mind is Voodoo crazy She holds it firmly in her..
If I Were You

If I Were You

A Poem by Chris Micha


"If I Were You" If I were you... I'd steal his 67' drop-top candy-apple red Camaro and race the sun out West Buy ..
The Epic Journey of All Things

The Epic Journey of All Things

A Poem by Chris Micha


Everything has a journey and a story. A beginning and an end.
In A Far Away Land...

In A Far Away Land...

A Poem by Chris Micha


A fun piece.