#minutepoem
football seasons food for new thoughts
my team takes shots
at winning games
and lighting flames
where fans in the stands now cheer on
with passion spawn
their player's fight
forking with might
with passes and runs up the gut
kicking their ****
with hope, foes fate
lays corpse on plate
Logan Robertson
9/04/2018
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 10:50 PM UTC
Your presence excites me always
In the hallways
In the classroom
In my bedroom
I never thought it would be you
Closer we grew
Arousing me
I felt so free
I long for you to stay in bed
You’re in my head
Instead of him
I’m not that prim
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 3:42 AM UTC