#toomanyhashtags
It’s really strange to pay you
To find out who I am in this head
Maybe I should just talk to a mirror
It would at least be cheaper
I came in to talk about suicide
And now we are all over the place
Now I have PTSD and a divorce
But at least I know why I’m crazy
What do you mean I’m not ready
To run out and find another wife?
I don’t see how too few months
Means I’m too messed up to love
Actually, you are probably right
I probably just need to find a lay
Be honest and forthright about me
But get the hell out of there after
Thanks for the session
It was certainly enlightening
I’m no less crazy then before
But now at least I know it
Oct 5, 2019
Oct 5, 2019 at 10:49 PM UTC
Pairs well with steak, prime rib and spaghetti
bolognese, my cab-sav drank with no regret,
my dog has more likes on my instagram
@elverum51, is where it is at where I am
chances are dark chocolate will stain these lips,
as I slowly enjoy the limited sweetness, tongue trips
on slippery letters that form words bathed in wine,
I don't work tomorrow I will be just just LIKE fine,
same thing different day on wordpress,
I don't twitter enough for a wordsmith
I am sure there is a video on youtube,
for me dude, to solve everything I rue,
do you?
Need some time killers, murderers more LIKE
Can I interest you in Pinterest, Stumbleupon,
and their ilk?
LIKE me so I can love myself,
take my self-esteem off a shelf
freshly pressed and fine
that reminds me....wine!
How is this social, if I cannot prepare a meal at my meagre table,
Days are gone when my humility is thrilled you visit me, a fable
uncommon courtesy can be found by a common man LIKE me,
@iceintheattic mentioned me in a comment: @elverum51
Always too kind to the bones, kinder than the wind to
the trees - thank you @elverum51
I need SMT
for my SMA
don't message, don't check my status, don't even phone
just show up knock on my door, that is all that matters.
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
My poems don't have titles
But who likes reading "Unnamed"?
If they were all called "Untitled"
Then they would all look the same!
Titles are so boring
I wish I could paint for each one
A portrait of the image
The poem reminds me of.
If I was better at naming
Then maybe they'd have better names
But as far as I can see
I could as easily call this one "James"
I have a dream
Of a world where names aren't needed
But that won't happen now
Unless I barge on unheeded
I feel very random
Because "Let It Go"'s stuck in my head
It's driving me crazy
I'd rather sing "Let It Burn" by RED
This is me on chai tea
This is me when I've had a long day
I don't care what anyone thinks
I don't care what anyone'll say
I'm really going to do it
I'll write a poem with no name
Maybe it'll be glorious
And maybe it'll be lame.
But whatever happens to it
I think I'll go back to before
When poems and books had names
And titles were nothing more.
Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 1:18 AM UTC