i need **** to feed my greed
to wait and wallow in the muck all day
just for the one surprising gasp of air
that makes everything better.
when i buy i fly, oh my
the first thing to go is my arms
like the jell-o jigglers they feel
the chair melts into me
to close the doors i chose
is easy to some but for me
its like taking a **** at home
i keep it cracked. because I can.
no 'mo 'fo 'sho
judgement is creeping
love is absence
but waiting, watching