Glen Martin Fitch
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Glen Martin Fitch Poems
In great dismay you came. 'Look! I've been bit! ' 'You play with serpents, friend. The charmer charmed.'
The faces stare out chiseled proud and bold with polished cheeks, their character defined.
Just like a child I always long to be with you and when I'm not
Ballad Of The Fall Of Troy
I learned this ballad in my youth. Perhaps the tale will bring you joy. Our elders tell our people of The Fall of Troy.
Trapped In The Haunted House Ride
The speeding carts in darkness lunge and squeal, (eyes glow then fade) down through a dragon's jaw,
My Rummage Sale
Step up and check 'em out. Oh, don't be shy. You like disaster? horror? Got this from a plane seat neighbor.
A toddler's life is wonderful and strange. From innocence through pain we come to know
Toying With You
First ears: I would like two. One either side, I'm not a cubist. Eyes:
Whatever! Sure! What's your bizarre request? I've worn assorted panties, briefs and thongs for others,
I envy them. I watch them serve, receive. The forehand, backspin, smash, each smacked with care.
I worshipped you. I followed you about to copy every move. But I felt doomed to fail
My Theory Of Gardening
Ideas sprout. Words shoot out of my pen like unsown seeds that never knew a hand
My leaven makes my muffins rise. My eggs are never runny My pudding could take any prize. My secret? Not for money.
Some driver cut me off in my commute. I swore. At work I told a friend
Comments about Glen Martin Fitch
In great dismay you came.
'Look! I've been bit! '
'You play with serpents, friend.
The charmer charmed.'
Distressed, you cried out,
flailing in a fit,
till shock set in.
At that I grew alarmed.
I'm scouting trained.
My friendship I can prove.
I lanced your wound
and sucked and spat
and sucked and spat again,
the deadly poison to remove.
I saved your life,
so why do I feel fucked?
And even then I thought,
I can't ignore I risk this venom
getting in my veins.
And what's in this for me
for all my pains? ...