"Beer. Trucks. ****."
"If you have money
I'll give you what you need."
"My spirit animal is Garfield."
"I'm a juggernaut
In love's battlefield."**

How can you narrow your life down
To 150 characters or less?
I do that every time I write
About how my life is a mess

Structure is what I lack in life
So I maintain it in my art
Does that mean I've grown stale?
Souring people's mouths like tarts?

I haven't had a full meal in weeks
No one else shares my space in the sheets
My love is stretched but still poignant
Can I just hire a ******* clairvoyant?

Have I described enough?
Or am I still chock full of secrets?
Something I'll always regret
Is never knowing that stuff

Dumbing down my English vocabulary
My teachers would be so proud of me