I think things,
write them down,
and then post them.

I'm off-kilter. A thought quilter without a filter.
how about salad on your **** while I cover you with ranch dressing?
I'll have you undress me and stand on me between my groin and *** cheeks
up against the wall in a head stall
You'll shave my ***** and glue the hair to my inner thighs while I lick your eyes
then I'll spit in your mouth after going down south on your front and back
shove a black ***** in your gage hole
then put my ***** in your other ear
so you can hear me *******  
"**** on my face!" I say
she says "no way"
she complained that it would ruin her day
it ruined my day

I draw things with feces
in dedication of my species

...

I saw  I had 68 poems
then thought  "ha  69"

oh boy, a lie's a sin, but when we lie to ourselves
maybe that's where all the bad begins
I pulled apart my prayer and then I stared to the sky
Sunday morning came and then it died.
Man, I swear, I barely need a thing.
All I want from life is to be free.
When I empty it, my mind's in bliss
but it's not easy rolling through the struggles day to day
I'm calling out to ones sought out to be just like this
give away your things and come my way

we don't need proverbs to guide us
everything's inside us