I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny
Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo
I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close
You’ll have to take It slow with me That’s just the way Things have to be I’m sensitive
I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown
It’s really hard to get inside My inner circle, past my spies But if you think it’s worth a try You just might find a paradise
Little girls and gay men Love them some Jonathan Can’t reciprocate Wish them a life great
Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else
All Us As Us For Us
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet
There’s shit on your face You just threw up in your mouth Couldn’t be cuter
