What am I to do?

When the voices start talking

When the sea begins to beckon

Bereft of comforting

What am I to think?

When the sadness kicks in

As the darkness descends

Left to chaos and sin

follow the outlines
make it perfect
times new roman
12 size font
double space

you double spaced your name,
date, and title?
a zero
you failed!
stressed?
shouldn't have double spaced...

don't worry
I'll tell you why you got a zero
after I force you to revise it
without you knowing what you did wrong!

This is not a poem
Or a song that would amuse you
This is me speaking out
Shall we have a little talk?

About the day
About the night
About the clouds
About the sky

About a person
We know we loved
About a thing
We like to have


To hear what you thought
To listen to what you hate
To see with your own eyes
To feel your own storms

lines,
the curves of your neck, your eyelashes that flutter.
color,
the brown in your eyes, the barely there pink of your chapped lips.
texture,
the bumps on your cheeks, the smoothness of your hands.
space,
the width of your shoulders, the space between your eyebrows.
shape,
the way your shadow looks as the spotlight's on you.


van gogh, da vinci, munch, and michelangelo,
they'd all be ashamed,
for they could never make art in the form of you.