If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight

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

I loved someone and they hurt me They hurt me like I designed them… You don’t know hell Until you’ve created your own

You create yourself Then see better solutions Cue evolution

I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love

When they say “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” What I hear is “Don’t confuse justice with spite.…

Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus

I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze

I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free

It feels like I’ve created a life Centered around mostly sacrifice And I don’t want to be Jesus Chr… So I’ll be the Devil Bass line to your treble

We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

Go ahead Do your thing I’m waiting With open wings

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God