we rely on poetry
in the same way
we relied on parables
to better explain the
universe within
our collective souls

I had coffee at my lips
And good intentions with you

You had passion as fingertips
And a slow withering heart

I'm falling in love with you
Life is setting the punchline

Like Ludwig van Beethoven
Close
Your
Eyes
Open
Your
Mind
Listen
With
Your
Intellect

They ask me about my poetry
Done with ease
So easily
Like stars align; astrology
Coded into chemistry
It's basically
Biology
Like a limb;
A part of me
Crackling with energy
Electrical and synergy
Working together like a team
My heart and mind combined
To find that sign, in time
Make poetry!

You were red,
I was blue.
You turn lilac whenever I'm near,
Then red violet when you talk to me.
I turn teal when you smile,
Then uncertain as indigo when you call my name.
Then yellow came around,
You turned orange.
I turned green.
Whenever you're with me I turn you brown.
Now I disgust you.
Now I ***** you.
I strip myself of the hues I've made.
Now I'm just black.
Devoid of anything, of anyone.
Of us, of you.

Why do you Cause me so much pain
Why do I feel so drained

Why do you cause me so much angry energy
Will I ever be plenary

Why are you so mentally abusive
Is it because it causes me to be intrusive

Why do you blame me for all of the mishaps
Is it because you want to bust my kneecaps

When will you be satisfied
Will it be when I become fossilized

Why do you pretend to love me
Is it because I am off key