Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Saturday, June 11, 2022

Anxiety

 Sometimes I walk closer

to New York City buildings,

so I’m not alone

 

 

I need a human

Not just anyone will do.

Comforters like me.

 

-June 10, 2022



 

 

 

Thursday, December 27, 2018

Leftovers

She gave herself the leftover words to write this poem.
Don’t say she gets no respect;
second best or worse yet sometimes surprises the supposed best.

When you laugh with a broken heart, it makes the humor more meaningful
And really, it’s not a broken heart,
just a wasted soul getting in the way of friends with underused middle fingers  inspiring revelations.

-December 2018

Friday, September 25, 2015