T Rap

 It’s a trap 

like her Venus Fly-

It’s a trap 

that she has 

Sprung

In Spring! 

Quick as lighting.

But not as intentional 

As a  < we used Venus Fly as code, maybe play around with abstract like bear traps, lobsterr look up traps for men old 50s stuff or like Sinatra 60 jive.  Keep the idea for thirst trap queen seperate, thats its own train wrek but fun also think of cock and bull cock and sunrise cockadoodle doo, do not refrence old old poem>

It’s a trap for

My cock to be 

Stuck in- 

And it will stay

Fun 

Reckless 

Down low- 

If I can keep my trap shut. 

And I will keep 

escaping and 

Falling for the old tricks 

Until we both get caught.

Engagement Notice

 Edit 

Failing to win

Felt like 

Being murdered

In cold 

Blood-

My love to be 

Scraped off the walls

Scrubbed out 

Scrubbed off.

No love

No esteem

No affection 

Just means

And opportunity 

No motive 

No crime of passion.

Just another John Doe-

Just anther unsolved cold case

Just another guest at the wedding 

With no plus one 

Minus one

On the scoreboard of love. [consider changing love to something less corny more jaded cynical 

A List

There are times she is vulnerable.

 For 

split seconds -

only seconds.

like the sound of thunder-

giving proof that there is lighting-

electricity 

that can spark a

forests ablaze-

She says 

“I don’t think I’ll ever get married”

For now, she is married to herself-

I want to tell her I understand 

I imagine, I think, I know, 

But it's none of 

my Business-

[No getting down too...

No Funny...

Just minding my own..

And she means it,  

She means business. ] maybe edit or move

I  I've I'm I'll 

keep it to myself 

while 

 we,  we're

We-

Drink amongst friends.

 

"She says don’t complement 

that- 

That is what I always hear from my friends"- 

I listen to...

because I see-

[ I've always seen more than that.]

I try to see her

completely, but not like that.

Its not like that- 

When she lets down her guard,

I catch glimpse of-

glimpses 

only glimpses-

I'm gonna forget, 

I always forget-

so

I made a list.. 

A list of all the things I see besides that-

Like the family she honors-

The cross 

Around her neck, her faith makes her strong-

she's adventurous-

In trips to Montana among the wildlife.

I appreciate her style

And fashion sense-

With the exception of that brown wool lined vest.

Her dark humor-

That leads to dark laughter. 

Her Good taste in music-

"...the plan is to show you 

I understand. You are appreciated"

Her patience when 

I need her  help to guide tender souls-

The good advice, I never take.

 

She is fun to be around-

She is difficult - Holy fuck-

She is difficult...

With her fancy drinks that require the rarest of olives.

And I see her 

When she says “she cries a lot”

[ She is vulnerable, 

but only for seconds 

only in glimpse.

She will not be rushed.

 For now she is married to herself. ]

She's got good taste -

(you already said that)

She will sip coffee 

in Luke’s Dinner.

(She is team Jess-)

I see her vulnerability-

But it's not like that. 

She is interesting

With her stories of tunnels and Disney Land-

She’s says don’t compliment that-

But I don’t have too- 

I keep my mouth shut.

She says don’t compliment  THAT.

She would probably also say don't compliment

my

Beauty-

and I keep my mouth shut.

It's not like that.

She is fun, but if I told her

It’d go straight to her head-

She says don't compliment THAT.

So I made a list before I forget. 

I always forget. 

She doesn’t think I listen 

She doesn’t care-

I save her a seat, she doesn't take it.

It's not like that.

Not like that.

She is married to herself, for now. 

She is my friend    

She can be herself around me.

I can be myself around her-

[I save her a seat,  she doesn’t always take it.

And when she does, 

Without speaking, she says

“I can only stay for a second”.

I made a list before I forget

I'm not 

goin to make 

a feast of crumbs-

and 

refuse

to beg for scraps...

or ask for seconds.

 

I Had a Dream I was Spider-Man, but You Were Still You

 I had a dream I was Spider-Man 

But you were still 

You-

I have dreamt of you 

Before 

In a beautiful yellow dress.

And ect.

But you haven’t been a 

Or a part of

Or anything really for-

And. 

I’m not saying you spoiled 

Which is one of the coolest 

Dreams I’ve ever had…

I’m not saying 

In spite

De spite

Nose, faces.

Your face/

I’m doing all this cool Spider-Man shit

But you were still 

You

I left you there angry 

To go fight crime. 

I got the fuck out of there…

Looking for a Friendly Nieghbor

Neighborhood 

To web slinging in the rain with. 

Because you were still you….

Azos

The last time, the last time-

I wrote. it 

didn’t come out, come off..

Right-

Left, what is left? Give up? no-

No.

Pink dress.

Covered in stars!

(Not as frilly as you’ll remember. )

Fur around her boots.

But her 

Hair,

Two puffs

Two puffs 

Latina face,

But she she intergalactic! 

Not from here, not one of us-

No…

Do not write about…

Birthday girl.

Happy-

Not no don’t,

But it makes-

Happy.

You brought me joy,

A creep-

But your energy,

You’re 

full Of life-

Dancing…

Well,

On behalf of

the creeps,

It is a gift for a 

man to see a beautiful woman

alive!

Give beauty.

You wave goodbye-

 

 I wave back.

You 

Will 

Never 

Know there is a poem 

About You-

Everything I needed to say 

I said to you 

Myself.

There is more beauty 

in the world tonite,

on our world,

and I hope on her's. 

Basin

 There are rules to this bitch

Reincarnation

What in darnation?

Frustration

Pink carnation-

And there lies the truth-

Reminder 

Remainder 

Gravitational field.

The basin

Holding holy water.

To wash

Wash 

Away-

A way 

Your sins.

Leaving clean,

Until it’s time

To roll around in the dirt again.

The basin waits. 

Here I Go… Too Late

 So I went outside.. 

I was not- 

At least I don’t ,

Think-

I fucked up. 

I read a muse a poem…

About themselves.

I broke the rules 

The laws Of  Beauty

The Vows Of truth. 

I read a muse her poem.

I became creep,

Creepy creeping creeper -

Her friend putting up a fight, to stay in her 

Black dress, seemed to suggest a pep... 

Talk might-

Might, 

But-

 

I didn’t think, 

Thunk,

Should thinked-

I’m creep, I read her a poem to make her feel, 

Feel,

Feel, 

Feel better.

(I made it worse.)

Worse. 

Was the poem really that bad?

Was it the part about Patty Hearst?

It was the easiest way to remember your look.

I forget,  I always forget,

I was, I was, I was gonna say you look like you came off a 

sonic youth t-shirt, I saw back in  96'.

I forget, I always forget....

But I will remember the lesson. 

Not you, the lesson.

I'm sorry if made you uncomfortable, 

I look for all kinds of muses.

Some poets write about horses and racetracks,

Some poets write about lovers and broken hearts.

Some poets pander about failed revolutions 

I write about sad drunk people in a dive karaoke bar.

Cool Girl Revisited

 You are so fucken cool -

Bangs ,

I’m a sucker for bangs.

And the Beanie-

Perfect hair.

Patty Hearst…

You are 

A dream I had 

When I was 15.

The coolest fucken girl-

Here I go…

She sang the cool 

Song-

“Alll I ever wanted,

all I ever needed…”

Be cool!

Cool…

It’s -

“It is all I ever wanted…’