If you think these are bad, wait till you see the ones I wrote for French class.
ever felt like
eating salmon?
someone once told me
they were good for me
i do believe them
but
i hate the sharp brittle
things
sticking in their tummy
and now
in my throat.
Purpose
you're just a prophet with
a broken neck
always looking upwards
like there's more in sky
besides stars and clouds.
grow another head and
i'd be happy to break your
neck another way
so you can see
where i'm headed.
On the plane
there is
a life vest under your seat
don't worry
it's not the boogieman
and it certainly isn't me
see?
a life vest doesn't choke you
with worry
(im waiting down there)
a life vest just waits for you
under your seat.
if you're lucky you'll never use it.
Just a handful of poetry from last summer. Thought I'd put it up here.