My Town Smells Weird When It Rains
Showers and a roaming aroma.
I have to get to the bottom of this
Is it skunk or hippopotamus?
My town smells weird when it rains
The Life You Make
A poem written first thing in the morning.
There is another life
A life where you’re everything you want to be
A life where everything goes right and nothing goes wrong
And there is another life
A life where everything makes sense
A life where you know everything and like everyone
And there is still another life
The life you have
The life you’re living
The life you make
Chance Meeting
Under your nose the whole time.
Feeling good
Seeing colors
Helping sort the trash of others
Walking fast
Buildings passed
Love life has a spark at last
A Bit Much
You know that guy you can’t stand?
Your opinions on Twitter
a bit much
Your leather bracelets
a bit much
Everything about you
a bit much
So go away and never return