The Love Poem.
If I were a fish,
I'd nibble at your toes.
If I were Jack Frost,
I'd nip at your nose.
If I were a corpse,
I'd be stiff over you,
but here I am:
just shit
on your
shoe.
Mind Over Matter.
This is not who I am
I am more than this man
I am more than this animalistic self
I am more than these emotionally-drenched compulsions
I am more than this need; this primitive urge
Though it would be nice
To get some.
If I were a fish,
I'd nibble at your toes.
If I were Jack Frost,
I'd nip at your nose.
If I were a corpse,
I'd be stiff over you,
but here I am:
just shit
on your
shoe.
Mind Over Matter.
This is not who I am
I am more than this man
I am more than this animalistic self
I am more than these emotionally-drenched compulsions
I am more than this need; this primitive urge
Though it would be nice
To get some.
