Scribbled Pictures on a Bathroom Wall

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omeone to watch, someone to be wary of.</p><p id="601a">So I tell them they can watch all they want to (although I’m not into pegging, the strap-on chafes) just so long as they bring along some beer and cheeseburgers (even a bologna sandwich wouldn’t hurt)</p><p id="ef30">I don’t know what they’re worried about I’m just some harmless, smut-peddling, keyboard monkey spinning off-color yarns and a few dirty jokes (I don’t even mind if you laugh a bit, ‘cuz giggles and wiggles always fit)</p><p id="9cd6">I’m made out of nothing more than words whore-paint, and pair of wary alley-cat eyes no more dangerous than a dirty-minded public school kid scribbling pictures on a washroom stall wall.</p><p id="d2cf">Thank you to <a href="https://medium.com/the-lark">The Lark publication </a>and editor Denise Larkin for a w

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onderful place to read and write on Medium.</p><p id="1612">Hope you enjoyed reading my submission for The Lark’s poetry competition. Read the details for the poetry competition here:</p><div id="1b79" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/poetry-competition-at-the-lark-publication-b88c7e00882"> <div> <div> <h2>Poetry Competition at The Lark Publication</h2> <div><h3>The Lark is hosting a poetry competition for the best poem</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*KVQqQgCrMFNT8czE)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

My life as a writer on Medium — The Lark poetry competition

I hear from a lot of other writers on Medium who tell me they’ve got their eye on me yet I’ve stared in my bathroom mirror all morning long (the only eyes on me are the two above my nose)

They tell me they know what I am up to (five foot three inches, last I checked) they’ve got me pegged as an up-and-comer someone to watch, someone to be wary of.

So I tell them they can watch all they want to (although I’m not into pegging, the strap-on chafes) just so long as they bring along some beer and cheeseburgers (even a bologna sandwich wouldn’t hurt)

I don’t know what they’re worried about I’m just some harmless, smut-peddling, keyboard monkey spinning off-color yarns and a few dirty jokes (I don’t even mind if you laugh a bit, ‘cuz giggles and wiggles always fit)

I’m made out of nothing more than words whore-paint, and pair of wary alley-cat eyes no more dangerous than a dirty-minded public school kid scribbling pictures on a washroom stall wall.

Thank you to The Lark publication and editor Denise Larkin for a wonderful place to read and write on Medium.

Hope you enjoyed reading my submission for The Lark’s poetry competition. Read the details for the poetry competition here: