I am Just Right.
I'm not
Too cold, not too Warm.
I have
Golden locks.
You wish you were Me, day and Night
Even as you discriminate
And exclude

And choose

Elsewhere;
You

Contradict yourself,
Even as I am
A contradiction

Nobody can stand the truth.
But that is what I'm here for



60

I meant to die in a bathtub
Melting
The muscles' tension

Wine,
Falling asleep
Drowning
Innocently.  Like Whitney.
There's a Heaven
And
I am waiting

For myself there.
I will always
Cherish you

She's not my mother she's a ****.
Well everybody has to come through a ****, I suppose.

I am alone as Hell

And lonely as hell
And you know you are an *******, for
Leaving me alone

Yes, you do

Don't
You.

*****.

The

Price is right
You are
A dime a dozen and I
A diamond

In the rough

Madonna…

Not THE  madonna,

French Canadian girl.

Pale blue or  green

Eyes,  brown flowing hair.

My grandmother and my mother.

You are like

A distant cousin


I feel Like a ******

Who has never been touched at all;

This will be my homily

I don't know,
  Am I up to 52 of my poems this go round?

I've been to a school of hard knocks-

I've shaken hands
With the devil,
You know.

Or God, was it?

I have colluded

With Russia
I've told Putin that he is a *******
Royal,
And he went along with it.

Will that be my non crime,
Or my sentence
Along with other criminals.

Every sentence
Must have a period.

I didn't make the rules up,  
Dude,
Man, how does this hang