Some of the better poems I've written over the years... |
Bottoms Up I am the whispers in the breeze, I am the dust that makes you sneeze, Come and dance my dance, You surely have no chance, In the start you'll find some fun, Near the end you're on the run, Don't you worry who I am, I'm here, I'm there, I'm everywhere, I'm everything--Goddamn!!! I ain't no witch, Just a son of a bitch, I'm what you are thinking now, I'm a preverbial mind plow, I have but one desire, To set your brain a fire, I'm the goose that gives you bumps, I've got the balls to make you blue, I'm the one your sister humps, And your mother's favorite thing to do, I'm the legos and Atari to your life ten years ago, I'm your buzz and sex saffari to the life that you now know, You may think you have some power, Then you see that power is me, and I'm the power to devour, Blend you into red-orange juice, your floating flesh as pulp, I tip my grail, your face turns pale, Take you down in just one gulp, |
Opp-a-same You say fastfoward, not my kind, I think more like, reverse rewind, You like light, and I love dark, You say meow and I think bark, I hate you and you hate me... The only thought which we agree, I get up and you fall down, You stay still, I'm all around, You think it and I think not, You say shit and I feel snot, You love god can't say I don't, But just for you I think I won't, Just the way you live your life, Can't help but turn and twist the knife. |
G.E.D. Life, What is it good for, all you need is a bottle, a blunt, and a whore, No education, Maybe, Just Maybe, A G.E.D., Good enough for me, I'm not greedy, Live a life of beer and weed, As said before "all you need", Get a good job to own a nice home, Or sell grilled cheese and drugs, follow a band, simply roam, or make a trade starting with the whore, trade her for, a wife, with a life, and something more in store, trade that bottle for some holy water, forget the terms gel and blotter, study first, then masturbate, or have sex until you graduate. |
Beauty Of My Dreams Something about you drives me insane, The way you're always in my brain, I want to live inside your heart, and if I can't, rip mine apart, All my feelings toward you kept locked inside, Scared to be seen and will always hide, My eyes wander around with nothing else to do, I look at a few thing and let them rest on you, I find it hard to talk to you, This I must confess, I've also never talked to a Goddess, Your beautiful face, must have come from such a place, of happiness, smiles and love, So I'll say with a grin, and a tear on my chin, That your place couldn't be more above, Above all beauty, Above the best, Above all pleasures and above the rest, |
Remora Blue skies ahead of me, An eighteen hour drive, Patiently waiting to see, if your heart is still alive, Still alive with our past, Beating faster for our future, I bait my line for one last cast, Reel you in and take a picture, I try to throw you back, but to my heart you cling, I tear you off-the sky turns black, My body starts to sting, It must end now, Do not return, Do not look back, Live, Love, and Learn, Toss our moments on the flame, Remember me as just a name, Toss the best then toss the rest, Turn your back and let them burn. |
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