best poisons taste
like honey on
the going
down,
but it’s in..
the coming out
things often go
so wrong,
best life lessons
were taught to me
by men wearin’
sequined
gowns,
not just froze in
frown in front
of mirrors,
but worn all over this
ruby slipper
town,
no heart for
petty fears.
and no eyes
down.
I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out... View more posts
