I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word

Bestow upon me wisdom So that I may forget it Once again.

Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.

Is it too much to ask for, The self being contained Under the snow of your eyes Reaching out, never quite grasping The height of the situation.

From the day that we met your name has bounced around in my… increasing in volume it’s really loud now but i don’t mind

I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!

Look, the moon is out! It’s almost full moon. But it’s midday, the moon’s not su… Go away moon!

Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt

Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you

Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright

Around her neck Hangs an emerald line, Dotted with sun-facing flowers; Silky smooth, speaks her mind. This line brings this poet

This headache, these carpenters in my bedroom, pound my respite with no quarter. Just now, I need, despite the con…

Progression or depression, it depends on the portends. But never regression.

Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.