photo by roboppy.
if you want to, come and get it
don’t you want to, come and take it
back in the mix, this rhyme’s for trix
still in tact, with jack in bag
i am still hungry, woman left me
she couldn’t cook, i had to book
i am alone, in the kitchen
do you want to, come and cook me
just cook [...]
photo by ArnorBogason.
The words demand answers
With pen in hand
No longer does it matter
Word after word
Line after line
Senseless nothings
The words demand answers
Half way thru the page
Too many words
No wisdom
The words demand answers
What questions do they have?
What answers?
The page is half empty
No,
the page is blank
Still, the words demand answers.
I am the personification of me
A chirping bird
I have no hears
A white cloud over the mountains
I have no sight
A rose with red pedals
I have no smell
A walk on the beach holding hands
I have no feet
A swim in the Atlantic
I have no hands
A dream come true
I have no sleep
“I will pick up at 9.” I told my friend Adam and hanged up the phone. It was a Saturday night, which meant that we were going out to a club or a bar to get some drinks and watch some beautiful women shake their bottoms side to side. “Want shake with that fried” I [...]
