A man’s love be fickle
His eyes do wander oft
He’ll sell you for a nickel
Just to buy a simple broth

A man’s love be instant
Leaves as quick as whence it came
Behaves as if an infant
Loves and leaves you all the same

A man’s love be finite
His passion one day ends
He leaves, he’s gone, he’s out of sight
No care to make amends

A man’s love be selfish
So beware, give love in doses
Too much and he’ll turn oafish
Give only that which makes him notice.

Starry night
So clear and true
Oh what a sight
To look at you

Blanket black
With jewels a’strewn
A night-time plaque
Hangs up the moon

Comfort in
Your cold embrace
Icy velvet
Pinned with lace

I see each star
Has light, has hope
They’re not so far
I know we’ll cope.

why do i crumble
fall into pieces of
oats and sugar
something beautiful
in a white bowl, but
a mess on the floor
when i wake up
in an empty house
why do i wither like
brown leaves
under brand new and
borrowed boots atop
autumn sidewalks
when i’m alone,
i’m alone,
i’m alone
it is not enough
to eat breakfast
however small
to wash my hair with
coconut milk
to not step out into
the busy street;
i freeze before the ice
touches me
i do not allow
the chance to warm
my own hands
i lie down, on
***** sheets,
and wait for someone
anyone
anything
to awaken me

Little lamb
Speak to me
We’ll make a plan
Just wait and see

Little lamb
Share your woes
We’ll make a plan
To oust your foes

Little lamb
Hold my hand
We’ll make a plan
To make a stand

Little lamb
Don’t give up
We’ll make a plan
Trust me pup

Little lamb
Promise me
We’ll make a plan
Just wait and see