poems
i want to write a poem
that everyone will understand;
they'll walk it back home
and become its number one fan.
i want to write a poem
that will make you shiver and quake;
read, if you dare, all alone
but know that tears are at stake!
i want to write a poem
that will make you love me
and if you ever felt lonesome
you'd read my poetry.
i want to write poems,
not just one
so after i finish this,
i'm happy to say i'm not done.
sober
i hate being sober,
it's the worst thing in the world,
to come home and be normal
when my heart just wants a whirl
it's like asking a child
to stop being so excited
and then giving him candy
my my, wouldn't you be delighted!
so next time when you ask me,
"something the matter? what's wrong?"
know that it's cause i've been wanting to
go crazy all along---
----
and i'm dancing now, on this
cold fall night
but i'm not alone -
the stars white are shining bright
tonight.
thinking, i want to be alive,
breathe and drink and eat
i want to wake up from sleep
--Please God, color me pretty.
