Rock me Amadeus
Is now on our playlist
That is your song
Today
This is me
Running a tab

Sometimes it's simply a lack of choice
No one has a different voice
I'm heading somewhere
And forget my destination
Halfway before I get there
I take a brain vacation
But it doesn't matter
No turns off this zig zag road
Return on some unplanned day
Think maybe I'll go that way
And I wish I had some squash
For dinner
Sometimes it's simply lack of choice

Don't tell me you have hazel eyes
When there's not a hint of green
Don't tell me you washed the dishes
When none of them are clean
Don't tell me you've been true
When you hide half of what you do
And please avoid showing me anything
Because none of it's really you

Contrary to what they say
It doesn’t all come out in the wash
Some stains stay

It puts me out
How you can go without
Yet I starve for it every time
This self imposed fast
Pattern
Seems to last
But this reason has too much rhyme
Next season
You’ll be back
To captivate
And then
I’ll starve again

Can you tell when I bow to the crowd?
Cheesy crap I said out loud
Just to say something
With nothing to say
I musta needed attention that day
I see them now
And cringe inside
Though the crowd seems to love it
I suppose from myself
I cannot hide
Nor can I rise above it

You came at me
Like you thought I needed saving
I was wanting a roll in the hay
Maybe both of us were wrong
But it won’t go down
Either way

Your reaction to fear is silence
And you’re almost always so
And when you ever do speak
You make sure to say lots of nothing
Though
You want to pretend you’re cool
And for us to believe you’re strong
And lots may be fooled forever
I stayed that way for too long
But now that I’ve seen through the charade
I pass by the fool who is too **** afraid
But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t stop in to get laid

As I am left here
To make up my own explanation
I’m gonna say it’s because of fear
He avoided intensity
And all those big emotions that came from me
He wanted to
But just couldn’t pull it through
It was nothing I did
Or didn’t do
It’s not a rejection
It is a lesson
On humility
And still loving someone
When they have no feelings for me
He never pretended
Or fronted or lied
He kept everything inside
And my interpretation of what it could maybe be
Falls on me
And only me
And we will see
What I can be
Now that I am free
But not really
I’m still the fool who’s writing about him
In my poetry

You witnessed it all
Til it turned to smoke
All the effort
Nothing gained
Lost is hope and confidence
Only the ashes remain
Along with the sooty stain
I know I have no right to complain
But still, I do so, anyway
All the liberties I take
You gave me none
For goodness sake

I used all the stones you threw at me to build and fortify
My castle
Thank you
I suppose
For being such a hassle

Repeating five times
“Please don’t do that again”
Might as well be begging
A breeze from gale wind
The storm in the middle
Is where you choose to stay
Knowing that you
Should get out of the way

I wanna ******* so right
Your bones realign

Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence
Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent
I'm flat broke but I don't care
I strut right by with my tail in the air
Stray cat strut, I'm a ladies cat
I'm a feline Casanova, hey man, that's that
Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man
Get my dinner from a garbage can
Meow
Yeah, don't cross my path
I don't bother chasing mice around
I slink down the alley, looking for a fight
Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night
Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry
"Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy
I wish I could be as carefree and wild
But I got cat class and I got cat style"

My expectations
Do not overstep your abilities
They stretch
I expect you like to stretch

There is no “forever home”
For a person with
A disability
And there is no control
Over what happens to me
Maybe I have never had any

One of us is coming up short
And it’s obviously me
I’m just having a hard time
Getting myself to agree

A male chipmunk is referred to as a
BUCK
I find this iron-uck
Men must have chosen the word “male”
Without really thinking it through
If men of today were naming their gender
They’d be stallions or eagles or sharks
And chipmunks would be out of luck
They’d be referred to as
Penny instead of buck

Twisted mind games
Don’t age well
In text
Used to be the users and losers
Got lost
In undocumented abyss
And now
There’s the flood of proof
Often swimming with tides of
Same stories
Realizing similarities
In so many other bodies
A relief and yet a curse
Your pain becomes irrelevant
Against so many others
Who have had it worse
Twisted mind games
Commonly unique
Sounds all too common
From anyone who speaks
Some went on for far too long
Others got out quick
But most of us
Have been burdened
With loving something sick

Plenty of things to write about
There’s a crisis almost everywhere
Lots of things that are unfair
Which stars make a pretty pair
Colors, numbers, nature, too
Man made stuff
To name a few
Oceans, forests, vegetables
Planets, stars and moons
Movies, tv shows
Bugs Bunny cartoons
(**** THE WABBIT!!)  
Current events, the weather
****, I can write about whatever
So that’s what I am gonna do
Because
I can no longer write love about you
✌🏼

He says, “she is withdrawing money from my account without my permission.”  
I said, “she is stealing from you”
He likes to sugar coat
Or maybe he needs to

I beleive you
Occasionally
That your world is so dreary
I can tell
Your day was bad
But really
What's the difference
Every day is a disaster for you
All at your insistence
You woke up ready to have a crisis
You want to be talked about
You think if your life ain't a mess
You've got no social clout
Nobody's interested in the happy
When you've got no cleavage
But you've traded attention
Of suggestive poses
With suicidal posing
Does the attention
From crying about how you want to die
Make you feel alive?

It snows in June
Sometimes
On one unlucky
Son of a gun
Dipped and daunted
Cold and haunted
Almost had
Just what you wanted
Summer storms
Blow dreams away

But new dreams come
Another day

It’s like peeling off a sunburn
Once it has killed a layer of skin
And it comes off in huge
Satisfying flakes
And then little ones
That still want to stay
But I peel those suckers
Anyway
Shedding someone who could not stay

Sunny days when the breeze is kind
Gifts
We get used to
And sometimes forget to say
Thank you

Some poets take you on a journey
Exquisitely planned
Mapped out to the letter
Sunset safari soufflé
Other poets
Present snapshots
Balanced and in full color
Hit ya with the short and sweet
Both ways to get there
I guess
I wish I had more
Sunset in me

Second rate outperforms
Sometimes
When Nature is being friendly
Walking is preferable

It's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Um-dittle-ittl-um-d­ittle-I
Because I was afraid to speak when I was just a lad
Me father gave me nose a tweak, told me I was bad
But then one day I learned a word that saved me achin' nose
The biggest word you ever heard and this is how it goes
Oh, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Um-dittle-ittl-um-d­ittle-I
He traveled all around the world and everywhere he went
He'd use his word and all would say there goes a clever gent
When dukes or Maharajas pass the time of day with me
I say me special word and then they ask me out to tea
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious
If you say it loud enough you'll always sound precocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Um-dittle-ittl-um-d­ittle-I
Um-dittle-ittl-um-dittle-I
You know you can say it backwards which is
Dociousaliexpisticfragicalirupus
But that's going a bit too far, don't you think?
Indubitably
So when the cat has got your tongue there's no need for dismay
Just summon up this word and then you've got a lot to say
But better use it carefully or it could change your life
For example
Yes?
One night, I said it to me girl and now me girl's me wife
Oh, and a lovely thing she is
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Caught the dreaded plague
Was sick for one whole day
I suppose I must be super human
Or maybe it's all overplayed
I don't know the answers
Or what I'm s'posed to say
But the dreaded plague
Kept me sick for one whole day

It’s refreshing to see you
Finally saying how you really feel
Because we knew it all along
You pretended superiority
Demanded it, even
And proved yourself to be
Inferior
Superior people
Don’t need to demand
To be recognized as superior
They just demonstrate what superiority is
Without caring to be recognized by
Less superior people
As such
Truly superior people are aspiring to
Recognition from their superiors
Not their subordinates

I am a slinger of words
Some slings linger

You’re supposed to be here
You’re supposed to be that way
You’re certainly not supposed to do that
And here’s what you’re supposed to say
Supposition makes a mess
Of inner peace and happiness

I am the surprise
That appeared before your eyes
Surprises are scary
Chaotic
Addictive narcotic
It’s probably wise
To avoid the surprise

There’s a spiderweb outside
In between two trees
Maybe four feet wide
Hott ****
That spider ain’t no chump
How did it make that
Incredible jump?

The first victim of racism
We all know by name
Some worship him
And what he became
Jesus hung from that cross
In the middle of town
Simply because
He was the only white guy around

Disagreeing
The only clear way to not agree
But such an annoyance to do
Caught up in random crew
By accidentally
Forgetting to disagree
It’s an art
To do

She said to me
“I hope his ex girlfriend is so ugly.”
That would not be my wish
To have stolen a pearl from a swine
I want my pearl to be
Pearl infused
A history surrounded
By beautiful things
And still
It’s my necklace he graces
Despite the choice
Of all those pretty faces

Everything to say
Then
Nothing at all
In the space of a minute
The rise…the fall

If you stop and be silent
You will see
(Well, hear, really)
The crickets are playing you a symphony
One of a kind, never before heard
And they’re doing it so gleefully
Tweets and twangs
Tingles and pangs
Pitters and pats
Crickets’ symphonies sound like that

It's the talent
Of making people bored
With an overload of uninspired
Drivel
The talent is in believing
It's not bored and
Uninspired
Kind of how I am ignoring how
Bored and uninspired this
Drivel is
It's going no where
Really
But it's started
So it must go somewhere
Right?
Another useless poem
Heading off
Taillights in the night

Better than who she was willing to see
She might have been you
She might have been me

Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from another you been messin' around
They say you got a boyfriend
You're out late every weekend
They're talkin' about you and it's bringin' me down
But I know the neighborhood
And talk is cheaper when the story is good
And the tales grow taller on down the line
But I'm telling you, babe
That I don't think it's true, babe
And even if it is, keep this in mind
You take it on the run, baby
If that's the way you want it, baby
Then I don't want you around
I don't believe it
Not for a minute
You're under the gun
So you take it on the run
You're thinking up your white lies
You're putting on your bedroom eyes
You say you're coming home, but you won't say when
But I can feel it coming
If you leave tonight, keep running
And you need never look back again
You take it on the run, baby
If that's the way you want it, baby
Then I don't want you around
I don't believe it
Not for a minute
You're under the gun
So you take it on the run
Take it on the run, baby
If that's the way you want it, baby
Then I don't want you around
I don't believe it
Not for a minute
You're under the gun
So you take it on the run
Take it on the run, baby
If that's the way you want it, baby
Then I don't want you around
I don't believe it
Not for a minute
You're under the gun
So you take it on the run
Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from another you been messin' around

Who knows what could be
The result of all this poetry
That he pretends he does not see

You walked into my presence
And I noticed the shift
Being around you
Has been such a gift
I started wearing perfume
Doing my hair
Noticing things
That could use some repair
You are the reason
I’m taking the stairs

I remain tightly knotted
Intertwined
Bound to your line
But you’ve got so much slack
It’s unnoticeable to you
This tug of war
To get a twitch on your end
Is all this lonely fisherwoman
Can do
I cling to the pole
Replenish the bait
And wait for the current
To carry my fate

You are leaving
Fine
Go
But your announcement about it
Must've been painful
When you had to note
Nobody noticed
Your micro tantrum
About how you're going away
Forever
And maybe a day
Not one measly comment
Asking you to stay
I suppose that explains why
You're done with this place
Goodbye, lonely one
Be on your way

Butterflies love tears
But if I sat outside
They’d avoid me
No matter how many tears I cried
I’ve seen butterflies
Land right on a crocodile’s eyes
Sipping salty tears
But as for us human beings
Butterflies must think we cry weird

They call her “**** tease”
Because she is flirtatious
For two seconds
Without wanting
A night long commitment
Supposedly
It’s her fault that they
Got their *****
Ahead of reality
“I was thinking with the little head”
They say
To excuse stupidity
But somehow she
Bears some responsibility

I get by on a technicality
Occasionally
But isn’t that the mark of writing
Creatively?
Especially in poetry

The difference is I send my daughter
Current funny or fun pictures
From my phone
Throughout the day
Not considering the mess in the
Background
Has ruined her whole day
I didn’t get hit in the face
With the mess the kids had made
I got to really be gone