I’ll wait on your block/
when you go out for a walk,/
just to be with you.

Alternatively
I’ll wait on your block/
when you take your pets for walks,/
just to be with you.

Being all honest,
methinks your question about others
has deeper roots and thoughts.
Yeah.

I go out with others.
You’re not available. Ever.
I’d b more devoted than you can imagine…
but you have to let me in.

That’s all I ever wanted.
You have time for many
others,
but not for me.

Make time 4 me.
It will be worth it.

Mariners playing/
at home. My roof is open./
Will the Safe’s be, too?

I spend time texting/
the 1 I adore,/
not knowing it’s vexing;/
she thinks it’s a bore./
I waste all my time/
making creative rhymes./
She’s @home/
with him on a fone.

OR this more self-aware version:
I spend time texting/
the 1 I adore,/
not knowing it’s vexing;/
she thinks it’s a bore./
I waste all my time/
making creative rhymes,/
but don’t own/
I should fone.

I was a whiner,/
bemoaning lack of success./
Now what should I do?

Disappear buttons/
people push. You get power/
to do anything.

Oh thou who drivest late,
awake!
Call me,
I pray thee!
Please
drive well,
so I may well
continue
to like thee
well!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Pppppphhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooo! It settles/
spiced and yummy in my tum/
me thinks I want more!

I’m eating, ah, ah,/
leftover seafood spiced Pho./
I hope I don’t die.

It’s tempting to stop/
writing, just to absorb your/
creativity.