Butter

I spy with my little eye

A butterfly

With golden wings

And walking legs

And a voice that’s sings

Soprano

Vintage cut songs

For my iPod Nano

For when you fly away

I’d clip your wings

To make you stay

But I’m not that crazy yet

Just don’t forget me

I hate you.

The next time your heart beats

I hope it breaks your chest

I hope I’m looking in your eyes

During your last breath

I hope that when I walk away

You have nothing else left

So yes, you could say

I want revenge, I guess.

eQuaniMIty

You weren’t ready

But you acted like you were

You made posts about me

Or was it really about her

Your words are etched in my mind

All else is a blur

Now I’m left sifting through pieces

Of who we once were

My Escape

Baby come and grab my waist

Let me pull you in

Invade my space

Vibe together

Levitate

Body’s parched

Give me a taste

Didn’t mean to make you wait

I’ve just been busy as of late

With all this shit up on my plate

But never mind that

Time for a break

Little rips got us feelin great

Thanks for being

My escape

Happy B’earthday Daddy

Okay, I understand

I wrote my poems in blood for ya

And it still ain’t enough for ya

Do you love me yet ?

No ? Okay.