The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test
To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done
I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love
I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee
I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.
I see a bee pollinate a flower I see a girl dance to her favorite… I see two men swing and dissolve I see a wolf thin a herd I see You, being You, just to be…
All of Us As Us For Us
I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less
You say you’re broken I see pieces made to fit You say you don’t know I see the truth hidden in it Hidden in You
I might be self-absorbed But I’m not selfish I work on Myself Because that’s the best way For Me to help Us
Powdered salt snowflakes Dusted on stubborn dead leaves Life’s perfect white noise
When they say “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” What I hear is “Don’t confuse justice with spite.…
We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me
My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy
Because you exist Is the best reason For you to persist