I was born to fly
Is a phrase married to
Why can’t I move
Building homes in the small spaces
Where headlamps kiss brakelights
sunkissed danish
Holding large parties where
More cars join the turtle dance
Of stop, stop, go
-Thomas Typewriter
anger
“Dear Death…” – a new poem by Thomas Typewriter
poetryPlease Death, give my parents one more day.
They’ve yet to apologize.
They’ve yet to change.
Do not take them away until
I hear new things said
Give them one more day
As many as it takes
I don’t mind the wait.
Thomas Typewriter 