Holy Crap!!!

I found some really old poems that i wrote about 1995!! They were poems i wrote at work and saved them to disk and stored them away. Somome handed me all these old disks (67 to be exact!) that pertaine to work. Perusing through them I found some old random paint brush art and some old poetry. i thought i would post a couple just for fun. Enjoy!! Man I was like 21!!! weird!!! time has a funny way of telling a story.



Closet tramp,
amphetamine queen.
A prison in the locker room.
A mirror sniffed clean.
Nympho Sunshine,
by moon will rise.
She gathers sheep
on constant streets.
Both trick and treat
For those who have the green.
I know the way to heaven,
and Angel is her name.