words at play...

Puns play too much
Hanging out with Hyperbole's instigating ass
and metaphors like to simile in my face
And this damn thesis stay starting something
If these nouns and verbs keep pushing me I'm gonna catch a sentence
So I'll have to give these words a preposition they can't refuse:
"End all this fighting and come hang out in my poem."

The Real World...

*just me playing around with words, I'm not this bitter.... not most days anyway...*


The real world is a vile evil village, where you are reviled and vilified for just trying to stay alive,

A place where ravenous villains revel in unraveling lives with viral lies...

A place where avarice is revered,

Behind masks depraved devils are revelaed.