The dog has sneezed.
I am chaste.
The sword in the stone.
I’m in my Empress energy.
The archers are lining up.
You are a pussy magnet.
You use me for content.
Hollow sidewalk will not support vehicles.
I have nothing important to communicate.
You have suffered a great disappointment.
Maybe the trouble is you’re good at the world of things, words.
But love is not something you one can ever be good at.
I don’t know how to square that circle.
Only a poet does.
I never remember the shit he says because he’s never had an original thought.
Or said anything worth repeating.
He eats 12 eggs for breakfast.
Says such things as I don’t know why people choose to be poor.
It’s not a problem if money can fix it.
He really spreads his seed.
I’m keeping my nose clean.
I want to prove the world wrong.
I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.