You are on infinite repeat. ❣️🔁❣️
We never had a song together, but we sure as hell had a life together.
Sugar, Spice, n Everything Nice.
That's what girls are made of.
We loved with such difficulty,
We loved with tremendous struggle,
But it was always with great pleasure.
I crave you like carbs.
And all the salts of your body.
She says, I love you
but what she really says is,
"tell me you love me."
My silence
does not sit well with her
Like Eve of Eden
she suddenly becomes aware
of her own nakedness,
fashioning clothes out of bedsheets
pulling them towards herself
with a hint of disdain.
I don't blame her,
her reaction is justified.
I have been in her place before.
I asked Siri a question and she told me, " I don't know! Who the fuck I look like!? Google?"
Title: Love in the Time of Coronavirus
Medium: Digital Camera
Artist: Local Idiot
I grow tired of my poetry.
It's all that you will know of me.
It really hasn't grown on me,
when I read it in my mind.
Do you ever think that if a dog sees a seal sunbathing on the rocky shore he would think, "Holy shit! A mermaid!"?