Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright

The words, the hate Flies, no, spurts Out of your dull mind Faster than comprehension Allows you to filter,

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

Smile at me you vixen, melt me and step your red stiletto in the puddle,

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!

I can see you’re still bleeding. I would like to dress your wound, my wound. In my haste I now realize, I bleed too.

In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold

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

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

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

Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically