Bic Poems - Poems about Bic

..."Both devil and angel on one's shoulders, scenes from yesteryears, little did the public know that it's when one falls, therein, lies the benefits ... for it's when one rises, gives one me......Read the rest...

...Death of the Pen Colonel quill is On life support, Through trembled Voice he spoke , This feathered Friend has served Me well, as it did Most other folk . So it's time for me To shuffle......Read the rest...

... Soak in the palmolive snake oil tonic. The cool stalk of my ebonics on hydroponics. Get stuck in the matrix of my convicts, of hooker phonics. Get high off of my knock off water on the br......Read the rest...

...Here lies Martin Jacob "Sparky" Trent Service Station Attendant Smoking while fueling Can be quite grueling A flick of the Bic and away Sparky went. Written November 1......Read the rest...

...The truth can’t be seen through blinders. Eyes and ears covered with hatred. The tongue’s ready-lash sidewinders, twisting and spinning what’s sacred. The truth, the fact, reality masked - the......Read the rest...

...Well as I hinder my own history Looking back through the lens of the destroyed me Poetry went from an outlook of youth and became a vessel of pain Holding memories I live in to escape my trut......Read the rest...

...Well as I hinder my own history Looking back through the lens of the destroyed me Poetry went from an outlook of youth and became a vessel of pain Holding memories I live in to escape my trut......Read the rest...

...Teacher said to choose a passion And explore where the wind takes us. I like paper airplanes and fire, I said, But what science starts with that? My mind filled with flights of failure, But my ......Read the rest...

...To you I'm a number A census head count A baseline, statistic Not special Tantamount A blip on a radar A bump in the road I'm just human traffic A bipedal drone I'm only a age range A ......Read the rest...

...Through a moron's dark light I hear the muffled how of yesterday black bars to every sin No one knows I killed the inner wicked flipping the Bic close to the courted fuse Jailer spit in my dis......Read the rest...

...Installed in cargo pockets, A vivid-glass, a little green bag, A pod, silverplatted case, Which Guca-hides, Pallmalls, and a bic. You're barfoot in tombstones. You're father, son vulture slump......Read the rest...

...There was a fisherman needing a buzz Full of hairy looking fuzz Watching a canary do what he does Using his noodle Fisherman started to doodle On a canvas for what it’s worth Being indepe......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time as this paragraph beings, the first sentence leads to the end. My intentions intending these words that I'm sending to you as a friend I extend. If you have an ear ......Read the rest...

...I lie in this bed and just thank, as my mind strays and plays tricks and pulls pranks. Deeper into the quagmire I sank. My thoughts as free as a fish is in a tank. Frankly to be quiet fra......Read the rest...

...Their lighters allow me to smoke joints and cigarettes that inspire depressing poetry written in their pens' ink, which I cut myself to with their razors. ......Read the rest...