Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

Flashes 16

Maybe everybody
has a little
space alien in them

High-heeled
torture
shoes

A pretty girl
with ugly
feet

*

To feel that great
sad aching nerve
at the soul of everything

Lust
like an itch
you can't scratch
 
She looks
hard to rouse
from herself

*

Many a loud
Jesus and pseudo Jesus
out there

Who can tell
what makes someone else
happy?

The work seemed bad then,
when I wasn’t
ready for it

*

Your inner
space alien
is cosmic!



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