3 Short Form Poems (My New Style)



There’s a spider in the kitchen,
it’s really got me itching.
I could squash it flat or feed it to the cat,
Or I could just sit here bitching.




My soul melts for you

My arms ache for you

Time stops for you

Just let me through

What can I do?

Teardrops for you.


Rambling Irrelevance


You always speak with intelligence and eloquence
You have a kind of elegance with your rambling irrelevance


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