Charles Hice (May 13 2004 / Heaven)
Poems of Charles Hice
|381.||OFF and On||12/12/2007|
|382.||Oh Brave New World||3/2/2007|
|390.||On This Day||9/16/2006|
|392.||once more over||2/23/2011|
|394.||One Day Late and ONE Dollar Short||6/2/2007|
|395.||one right once left -new-||5/17/2013|
Talking AT Me
Talking AT me and not to me.
Making an aside, snide remark.
Blowing past me fearfully.
Singeing my ear; stabbing me with words,
that only I could hear.
Never have I ever had so bad of an experience.
I am sober drinking coffee no drugs are in my system.
What she said to me was worst than any hallucination.
Color of her hair escapes me I do not know her name.