I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less

I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor

I thought that she Could be the one I thought that we Were having fun And then I spoke

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates

Ev’ryone’s so shiny and bright Double rainbows and laser lights I guess that’s why I’ve come to c… To be the dark side of the moon

Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works

I am a primal beast, at best That needs to smell your sweet ess… It’s not enough when you’re outsid… I need your stank within my life

I’m such an ass You don’t even know Devoid of class No love to bestow I plant despair

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

Ever been great at Balance? Then you understand Why I tip my scales.

She’s a bad-ass bitch That talks with a lisp And I pity the fool that would fi… She’ll shove your face in the dirt And make your everything hurt

I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close

I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

Treat yourself Like you wish others Would treat you