poems by whitman sampler
Oh chocolate! My chocolate! I fear for my waistline some.
The crème-filled weathered every bite, at that's left is one.
The end is near! The box is clear! The people all are sobbing.
While follow thighs the steady meal, blood vessels grim and wearing.
But O gut! Gut! Gut!
The cordials drops of red.
Now on the floor, my box does lie.
$3.99 clerk had said.
Xen is published by Cave Drawing Ink in "Rise of the Outlanders!", is the author of "Beside the Still Water", and head writer in the forthcoming "Parallaxis". He was featured in the Summer 2010 issue of Broken City Magazine. His story "Always Darkest" published in Paragon III. The first novel of his Night's Dream Series, We Shadows is available from Double Dragon Publishing. He syndicated throughout the internet. He will write for you if you pay him.
