I write You read I talk You listen I huff

I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close

I need to get him out So he feels the treat Of an empty bladder Grass beneath his feet

There’s one thing You should know about us We’re gonna be Uncomfortably close Here is you

There’s one thing I’ve never had in my life And I feel I’d regret Not tasting the spice It’s lean, it’s mean

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

The Earth is my Mother The Heavens my Dad I love my Father But I’m a Momma’s boy at heart

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

Ev’rything about my life Tells me that you’re poison If you’ve ever heard of me You know I don’t listen

What if I watched with no judgement or saw without shame, nurtured your essence behind drawn shades?

Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools

I’d like to see Some more of you But only if You think that’s cool If you would want

I only care about you when You exit from my life I only ahh-pper-ec-i-ate When I can’t taste your spice I only know that you are all

I’ve never really cared about me I know I’ll be fine I’m the benchmark of resiliency You’re who’s on my mind