Wesley Wise

Wesley Wise Jun 2010

It is astonishing

how so much can be said

in so few words.

my "Red Wheel Barrow" poem

Wesley Wise Jun 2010

Labels

Insert (four letter word) here

As a joke,
When mad,
After a smoke,
In bed,

I don’t have a tag
I don’t fit the mold
I don’t give a (four letter word)
About what you were told

A hundred years after
My soulless corpse slumbers
Six feet under
I’m (four letter word)

Death is the only true label

Wesley Wise Jun 2010

This is My Poem

I do what I want
Even when I don’t want it too

I mingle in the wormhole
Of your mind

I don’t even rhyme

The rules and restrictions of Grammar
Do not apply in a riot

The rules and restrictions of society
Do not apply in a poem

Hell, I will end
This Poem,

SUDDEN—

Wesley Wise Jun 2010

Chains

Passion burns within me
like the embers of a
thousand suns

my parents would **** me

but

her soft smooth skin slowly
wraps around me like a
sensual snake

OUR HEARTS RACE AS ONE

I would eat from the tree
of knowledge if it
wanted me

my parents will **** me

but

what colors are
painted across her in
The Art of Passion

i awoke from a dream to write this poem. i have no higher education towards writing but i love this poem.

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