#taco
Good leaders lead by example.
Mayhap you could sit
Bravely upon the bridge
Of the next tanker in the gulf,
Instead of cowering at home,
Playing ******* golf.
Mar 20
Mar 20, 2026 at 3:17 PM UTC
It was march
At the farmers market
Still kinda cold outside
There were people selling their odds and ends
And vendors selling fruit inside
At the back of the lot
Set an old taco truck
That sold tacos for a dollar a pop
I had 3 and a glass bottle coke
And wondered if I should buy
strawberries or not
Aug 27, 2020
Aug 27, 2020 at 5:22 PM UTC
Ideas
Really good ideas
Are like dreams asleep
Take melatonin
Eat a pickle
Try as you may
To recreate
And force them into wakeful being
But you cannot
Not matter what you do or do not eat
As they will only visit
When your conscious mind is at ease
Unaware of hunger or self indulged feast
Or you could try tacos
Tacos always give me dreams
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 9:27 PM UTC
Sometimes life can be a lot like a taco
It's all falling apart, but it still tastes good.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 9:17 AM UTC
I want to write
But I don't write anything
I want to create
But I don't create anything
I try to make a change
But I never win
I try to be as honest to myself as possible
But I'm the biggest liar I know
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 3:03 PM UTC
Taco Bell, my love,
You fill the void in my soul.
Take all my money.
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 9:51 AM UTC
I wish I was a taco with no mind at all
living on a plate with a window on the wall
I would be on a table just behind the door
Minding my own business not caring anymore.
Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 3:49 PM UTC
I eat tacos
I watch a yellowed tree
A leaf falls to the bottom
Like a taco falls into my stomach
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 10:09 PM UTC
the inside of her legs are numb
she spits poetry out like chewing gum
tan thighs - brown eyed
"you're a monster, kiss me goodnight"
spinning lights inside her head
the blind spots come, she'll leave you dead
ask for taco bell and then she runs -
leaving your trousers half undone
black and blue drip from your eyes
"she said she loved me, then she died"
sleep in the backseat to sweat her out
i have no idea what this poem is about
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC
I am a taco
With meat, lettuce, and sauce
All stuffed within a shell
I am very yummy
All my life I have one goal
And that's to be eaten by a hungry soul
People say I'm very yummy
When I'm being digested in their tummy
You can get me regular or supreme
You can even add a bit of sour cream
You can get me at Del Taco or Taco Bell
I'm a little piece of heaven in a little shell
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 8:14 PM UTC