"anyou" poems
****** hands .Dusty clothes
You're the one I hate the most
Stab you're it
You lift me up and slam me down
Took the words right out of my mouth
Can anyou hear me all the monsters cry the same
Can someone come and save me but it seems nobody came
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 1:14 PM UTC
U.
You.
Hue.
You.
You are the reason why I can’t write anyou
it is taking me so long thinking ofyou
styles, figyoures, metaphyours,
I can’t even finis-
any sentenc-you
Stop.
You’re the reas-you
Youarethereaso-you.
**** Even if I think faster, you can still keep pace-you.
You are a mountaintop between dawn-you.
I can’t write anyou.
How you can you I you write you any you poetry you
make you art you you you-
if there’s always you slipping between my wo-you-rds and thoughts.
I can’t you
You.
You.
Now I know why poets can’t write when they are in lov-you.
You.
You.
Sorry love but how can I make you a poem when there are no words
I can think of that can describe you except …
You.
You.
You.
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 2:11 AM UTC