I have an idea Of who I’m s’posed to be And that’s the whole reason I’ve never been happy
The world that I was born into Is not the world I want I work to try to get back to A one that values plants
Little chipper 'munk Primal, honest, cheeky, sweet Sugar in my ’shine
Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
Puppy gets pizza On his pretty plate Puppy gets pizza In his cutie face Puppy gets pizza
Open your heart to love So you might be able To love your open heart
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
Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul
Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place
I really love how the moonlight Reveals the sparkle in your eyes And how the cold accentuates The feelings shown across your fac… How every time you take a breath
I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.
The only difference Between enlightenment and ignoranc… Is seeing your own magnificence
The sort of woman I have chose I didn’t think exist in does She piques my int’rest, sparks my… And makes me feel a love worth sho…
We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me
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