You said something true:
I do
have a great sense of Hu…
mor.
and Hu…
manity, too!
What would it take for you
to meet up with a Hu
Man who
might be as much (or more)
as you’re looking for?

I dont want to call./
Me texting words all the time/
helps create more rhyme.

I know what you’re thinking:/
“F U”. /
Even without drinking:/
“F U!”

So much to discuss,/
but instead, you fuss/
about a weekend alone./
Where’s your phone?/

IF U
wanna call
there’s al
ways me to turn to.

IF U
wanted 2.

If I were over at your place,/
I’d reach over and caress your face./
But I’m not,/
so I thought/
I’ll send you my feelings through space.

As you know,/
Cyrano/
did much of his best work/
orally,/
and verbally,/
under the balcony./
Not just a written poet, he!/
His muse was finest,/
and at its divinest,/
when he could see,/
Roxanne./
(“But”, you’ll say, “you can’t see/
me!”)
In my mind I can.

Today I was told/
I look old./
Fat?/
Not wear it’s at./
2nite my body hurts/
on my way 2 being thin./
But if I do hard work,/
my heart won’t hurt/
that way again.

I didn’t know/
the glow/
of her hair,/
the stars that show’d/
captured there/
in her eyes/
would surprise/
me 2 where/
I’d stay awake ’til sunrise,/
hoping she’d care.

I just slightly care/
that you do not want me there./
You’re still in my prayers.

Creativity is a beast/
that, left too long leashed,/
turns savage,/
and begins to ravage,/
and kills itself in the feast.