we apologize when somebody bumps into us
we apologize for speaking when called upon
we apologize when we haven't done anything

i will not race to the ends of sentences
i will not apologize when you come near me
i am not a burden
i am not a waste of time
i will not be sorry for existing
i will not be sorry for existing anymore
i will not be sorry for existing anymore
i will not be sorry for existing anymore

you smother me
i'm blushing...
turning so red
i'm crimson
now violet
now blue
and now
deadddddddddddd v

silence spoiled by siren songs
passengers in passing cars
create carbon dioxide
mobilized to find peace
consuming peaces from
and of each other

Marvel at the sun--any closer and
we'd all be dead.
Man...this planet's great, so many things
to buy!
Savings to checking, please.
Off at 6, on at 6; these jets scare me
every time--every ******* time!

Screams and stomps rattle
my skull
I'm practically chanting ****
****      ****      ****
****!     ****!
but all that squirms out is a whimper
every time--every ******* time!
                                         Cowardess.

as a poet in conversation,
"good" doesn't seem good enough;
any other descriptor would be much
more satisfying:

delicious.
rich.
magical.
stirring.
great.
tasty.
de­cent.
exceptional.
creative.
pretty.
please.
anything.
else.

where are the poems that do not rhyme?

i hope i die from eating weird strawberries

not because i'm sad

just because