You’ll never be satisfied, so I’ll keep trying
I’ll keep on fucking up, till it hurts you..
I’ll show you just how imperfect one can be
Undulating under your brain waves
as I wait
My mistake, I forgot once again to take out
the soup can, but can….you really see with eyes so brown?
Chock full of melanin, it is you I’m questioning..
You say “A” I say “B”
You say “Nay!” I say “Si”
See? See how your foolishness spreads like open sea
or how your ignorance is whole, and fell through that hole
when you were supposed, stop, look, touch and hold?
But I care not, as to whether you loosend or tied tight this knot
as we hit bumpy waves, up and down every knot.
You’re awful, an even when I felt aweful, I just wanted
to butcher you with that sympathy, blood spill with your offal.
No more shall I swim to the cay, unlock that door with said key,
and dock my emotions, unloaded onto your quay….excuse me..
She can be your ewe, but I’m no sheep, so as you sleep, I’ll burn
the yew tree…and then leave.
….tap dancing away with pain, he said to me in the rain “for you my dear sir hath no brain”.