Poet Authority Poem Terminal

He couldn't help but dive deep into the topics offered by his barber.

The vigorous nodding played havoc with the barber's intricate linework.

It was a nightmare.

The barber refused to hold up that second mirror at the end.

Harold left disappointed.

That was his favourite part.

Bruce celebrated by messaging friends.

He told them all about the breeze.

He told them he'd removed his trousers,

And stood in front of the window letting the airflow swaddle his, well, you know.

The place was wondrous.

She found a little bench and basked in the air conditioning.

Occasionally she'd whistle at the other patrons.

Gerry sat with the rest of the guests.

Occasionally glancing at his phone.

Awaiting an end to the extravagant paperwork.

Harolt's wife went away.

He made his way to the pub.

Asked the other men if they knew how to activate an oven.

Picked up a curry on his way home.

A sort of push up thing.

He went back to sitting in front of his fan.

The sweat flicked off his flesh.

Dashed the nearby wall.

The results were fantastic.

His headache vanished.

He went for an upgrade.

Ordered some meth.

Looked forward to seeing what that would do for him.

He started to consider his breathing.

He thought even that might not be worth the effort.

Offered Bruce.

Along with a hearty slap on the shoulder.

Holly wailed over the remnants of her budgerigar.

'The hay is where I'll lay'

Said Frunk.

People struggled to accept that sentence.

He became so distracted he forgot about work.

His boss fired him.

But the gifts were expensive.

What's he going to do now?

Everything's falling apart!

Lit a centred candle.

Shoved a madras into the microwave.

It was time for some romance.

Who ate a fruity bun.

And when she was done.

She went on a run.

Insisted Harold to Audrey.

Shortly before his arrival at the hospital.

When he got to work he ate another pie.

When he got home he ate another pie.

And then the Yorkshireman slept.

Brian went to the market.

He bought three apples.

He offered these to six of his closest friends.

So half an apple each.