OCD

Words just aren’t enough like
A few more nicks left after the
Band-Aid box is empty
The bathroom floor is wet
From a calculated shower,
No more tears, no splashes on
The counter
Cloudy mirror like my mask
Martyr less lengths

I fall asleep expecting
Less from you drunk and
Waiting for your arrival
Miss your touch like new
Unpadded carpet
Pick you like fresh basil to
Season my life

I watch you exfoliate past
Fucks to continue us with integrity
Pick my teeth after a bad movie
While you watch
And watch you pee
Bare compassion to repress
Less than tedious menace

I’m a child full of giggles
Run from the bulls of commitment
And amuse myself with your
Hard on
I’m beautiful with bruises on
My knees

May 20, 03

Entrepreneur

Give the government
15 bucks for
The right to make
$
And
Get a free
Pen

May 10, 03