“Queasy Like Sunday Mourning” Easy like Sunday morning, But not on Sunday eve. The week taunts from the morrow, Another night of grief. Early morning meeting, An uncommitted team, The boss will come in storming, Make an example out of me. Outlook grim, Inbox…
“Structure”©️C.P. Hickey 2018
“Heed the Prophets, Heed the Poets” Heed the prophets. The end of civilization is upon us. Their words are upon bathroom stalls. Their words are in the signature lines of group emails. They speak to us from the grave. Their souls are stretched…
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Inspiring Minds Through Fun And Play
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for