Ode to YOU

There are millions of writers

who are better than me

wittier and more expressive than me

almost all of them

in fact

and many more

who should be poets

and don’t know it yet.


But

none of that matters

I love this shit

and one day

if just enough people

can feel me

and I’ve lived just slightly enough

to fill that bar of happiness

every single body seeks

I’ll die the gladdest of men

and hopefully too

will all of you.


Always love,

Your dearest degenerate

Haribo

(A guest vibe by June Rayne)

A grand new world inspires you

colours shine so bright

whats and whys you crave for

yet your senses produce fright.

To sit and learn is easy

for those that you call friends

an overwhelmed brain in despair

can only hope it blends.

You listen to her closely

but there’s so much going on;

The walls are full of pictures

and where’s the sunshine gone?

All their eyes are on you

you want to hide or run

but there you sit afraid to move

dreaming of having fun.