Softly fluttering through the sky
Black polka dots atop a body as
Red as the pictures of my dog's eyes
Break from your flight

Legs pitter pattering
Over the plastic
Seeking a smattering
Of grape essence

Can you comprehend
What you're walking on?
Do you understand how
Bad it is for the environment?

No, you can't
Cause you're a
Stupid ***
*******
Piece
Of
****
Ladybug

get off my bag of grapes

so many poems
are about heartbreak
but what about
the leaves we rake?

so many poems
are about loss
but what about
your grandma's tomato sauce?

so many poems
are about love
but what about
your nice winter glove?

if we took a step back
and saw the little things
maybe we wouldn't need as many poems
about depression

We recycle since
Plastic bottles give trash bins
Poor indigestion

Shiny coat
Glistening in the light
If watching paint dry is wrong
I don't want to be right

If Michael from VSauce was here
He'd ask, "What is wet?"
And I'd say:
Experience it. Place your hand on the wall.
But don't actually
But imagine you did
Imagine your hand on that wall
Returning with a sea of red
Like you're ******* the life force from it
That is what wet is
The ability to **** the life force from something
That would otherwise be dry
Do you understand, Michael?

And as a matter of fact
The painter's name was Michael
And after staring at this wall I realize
That he missed a spot

Looking patiently at the wall
By my side, a tennis ball
Outside it is snowing
But this ball needs throwing
But I need to keep it clean
To keep it green
I cry
Oh, how I cry
When will my nerf darts fly?
When will this paint dry?

It's been a year
A year since
Since the start
The start of the pandemic

And now I return
Return back
Back to the office
Back to my khakis

I long for those harmonic nights
Journeys filled with spontaneity
The choices that lay within are right
Guided by a mystical deity

In your eyes I see my reflection
Thrown ablaze by glimmering lights
Everything leads to perfection
Those harmonic nights

"Let's get Dunks and buy yoga pants"
Said the basic goose

"Let's eat the rich and dismantle the patriarchy"
Said the woke goose

"Quack quack quackity quack"
Said the regular goose

"Let's frolic through a field of spaghetti"
Said the silly goose

Classic silly goose