poetry is stupid so is everything else
its time to grow up put the toys back on the shelf
stupid is as stupid does
our stupid selves are so in love
reflections from the rain above
briefly shimmer
capture scenes of screams and hugs
im dreaming of a touch
the tender affirmation of
a universe thats cold and doesnt think about me much
black holes in my soul threaten to eat me up
the big bullies down the block who like to beat me up
i want to meet the aliens i'd ask them beam me up
i have so many questions
poetry is stupid just like anything else
its time to grow up put the toys back on the shelf