desmodius

Here is a poem that i wrote on my way home from work today. tell me what you guys think of it, if you would like to see more poems by me let me know. if you completely fucking hated it. also. let me know. i would put down shit that i did today. but why bore you all with that..... this poem is called two little witches.

Two little witches under the lonely tree,
miranda throws bones on bended knee.
Janice blows smoke from her crimson red lips,
As she slips her hand into the purse at her hip.
"You know that i love you." Was all that she said,
Raised the purse to her head,
Then she was dead.
Janice scared the crows away,
But what could miranda say.
As the gun came to lay....
And in a world grey, unsunned,
A pair of witches, now only one...
Miranda wept...