“He once saw a waitress stagger after reading his lines, written on his receipt like bullets sprayed onto a firing squad wall; “Rose are red, black and blue; when the light’s just right, I see the real you”.”
Fascinating, truly fascinating descriptions. You manage to paint so much color into so little space. Wonderful work.
I liked this. I think it would have been better to leave the poem out: describe the reaction and let the reader imagine the kind of potent words that could have that effect.
This is amazing. “Twisted braid of words that usually left someone with a painful throbbing headache that rhymed…” I love that sentence, it’s so totally unique but paints this detailed picture that you can’t miss.