Cover your ****
Your bellybutton
God, don’t pierce it too

Cover letter again
Make this one sound  
More like yourself

Cover titles of my life
Include: I WISH I WAS ASLEEP
I WISH I WAS DEAD, psych

Cover band playing hits
“Fly Me to the Moon”
Wish I was there to attune  

Cloud’s covering faces
Not to be sad
This poem is a ******* drag

I’ve blown it, my cover
They all see through
Ages, stages of bright, deep blue

Covering up the fact that
This used to not rhyme
Now it does, totally sublime.