Here are three little poems I recently wrote. Strange little things. Enjoy.
Thoughts are like the wind
But this week was fucking windy.
Thoughts are like a bend
In a road nobody knows.
Thoughts are like a rainbow
You can look but cannot touch.
Such thoughts don't serve to help
So fuck you very much.
Nature must be mating now; it is March.
Nature must be mating now; life is on the march.
The problems that we have
Big, not big and small,
Hold little candle to
The sun looks like the moon today
Behind those clouds,
"Did you mean something deeper?
Sometimes it's hard to tell."
No, but you'll see something deeper,
If I write it well.