I’d rather write than speak
My pen is always responsive
My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes
My paper doesn’t argue
My lines never cross me
My sentences never disappoint
And my words will never leave me

Never mind, I take it back

Never mind, if you're still mad

Fine, but you'll just drag it out

Fine, nothing to talk about

life is like
when you're
a little kid
and you
discover that
there is more
than twenty-four
crayons in the box
that there is
the possibility
of forty-eight colors
of sixty-four
of one-hundred and twenty
that there are
so many shades
of love and anger and peace and despair
and absolute bliss
and the ability
to express them all
are now
in the palm
of your hand

life is
colorful
beautiful
thought-provoking
lovely
soulful
heartbreak­ing
inspiring
and absolutely wonderful

every day is
a new sunrise
a new chance
to transform into
the butterfly you
want to be

go out there
and change the world, kid

I have
been sober
for about
8 months.
Go me.

I've become a great
expert in karate , thanks
to those pesky gnats

I said to a chair
Can you please stop
touching my ***
It said no no no
it's so much fun

I said no to drugs once.
I looked a bag of **** right in the face
and, like a loving but firm father,
I said, "No."
I was really high.

the moment a poet
falls in love with you

is the moment
you live

f o r e v e r