tried- yeah, yeah,
what an idiot,
what hubris,
but if you knew
the weather-or-not-Gods
like I do, dat true,
we are closer than
next door neighbors,
we are kinda
married
first thing that embraces me
daily, like a lover more human
than you reader!
them gods are more emotional
than your average teenager,
one day you’re kissed from
head to toes, twice, up ‘n down,
plus reversd revered direction,
and the smile on mouth bout
ear to ear, cheekbones glowing,
then,
someone wakes angry, ***** double down
***** slaps the pillow upon you were resting,
growls, nah, howls, and the sheets ain’t big
enough to hide under, and you cannot appeal, squeal, sell threaten big secrets reveal, the noises are voluminous, ludicrous, insurmountable…
I am an agent provocateur,
making trouble is my busy-e-ness.
Endless and nonetheless, I failed,
Will not reveal what my bribe was,
and secretly concealed, let me just say this;
please go on saying
“have a nice day”
which they believe
is a prayer to them,
reports of my being
struck by lightning
are just
premature…
Aug 6, 2024
Aug 6, 2024 at 8:35 AM UTC
tried- yeah, yeah,
what an idiot,
what hubris,
but if you knew
the weather-or-not-Gods
like I do, dat true,
we are closer than
next door neighbors,
we are kinda
married
first thing that embraces me
daily, like a lover more human
than you reader!
them gods are more emotional
than your average teenager,
one day you’re kissed from
head to toes, twice, up ‘n down,
plus reversd revered direction,
and the smile on mouth bout
ear to ear, cheekbones glowing,
then,
someone wakes angry, ***** double down
***** slaps the pillow upon you were resting,
growls, nah, howls, and the sheets ain’t big
enough to hide under, and you cannot appeal, squeal, sell threaten big secrets reveal, the noises are voluminous, ludicrous, insurmountable…
I am an agent provocateur,
making trouble is my busy-e-ness.
Endless and nonetheless, I failed,
Will not reveal what my bribe was,
and secretly concealed, let me just say this;
please go on saying
“have a nice day”
which they believe
is a prayer to them,
reports of my being
struck by lightning
are just
premature…
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