He was under the couch
next to two dollars
which bought me lunch
at McDonalds
I sat God next to my Gold Buddha
and what do you know?
My luck ran out
the very next day
I hate to say
that while the two dollars
filled my belly
for a little while
God seemed clean me out
quicker than a day old burrito
from Taco Bell
and reminds me
to never introduce Him
to my friends
Two dollars was an awesome find
who knows what lives
beneath a couch?
A word of warning
Grab the money and run!
Leave everything else!

My only being
Other than just me
Ticked upon a clock
Heard by the second
Every other thought stopped
Remarkably I shook

Being the centre
Less the universe
Every little thing
Solidified each corner
So proud of my Son/Daughter
Enchanting my life
Down to the last quarter

Being the centre of a tiny life
Enriches more than fantasy

Another day, another's breath
Narrows the arrows of what may be

Another holds your heart in hands
Noting that no one stands in stone
Guess I always wanted a
Eulogy that would make
Little footsteps not walk alone

While others keep on trying
In indelible artifice
Trying hard to hold onto things
Hiding their tears in pillows
Only to have their diamonds
Uncut their bleeding fist
Tightly grasped, un thrown

We give birth, we give life
In eternal gratitude
Never do we ask
Give us back what we give you
Should you never feel you could

I've been blocked
well an good
by some obtuse
butthurt mindfuck

cant believe my luck!

but please unblock me
long enough
to delete your unread
message (so I can clean
up your verbal Diarrhea)

It's annoying
to me
as its messing up
the aesthetics
of my screen