Wasted
A husband buys his wife a gift,something that she doesn’t need,something kind of frivolous.The wife puts it in a good placeso when she needs it, it’ll be safe.So now it’s lost. What a waste.And who’s the one who wasted?
If No One Ever Reads This Poem
If no one ever reads this poem,at least it’s not on paper,so it will cause no trees to fall in the forest.But even so,as I write,there is a tree falling.We just don’t hear it.
Make Sense
It was all gonna make sense.It was all gonna make sense.It was all gonna make sensewhen your answer was gonna be yes.
Pay For My Past
Balancing the budget,sorting out the costs,looking for a way to makemore profits to each loss. This would be so much easier if I didn’t have to pay for my past.Forgive me, please forgive me, I’d like to ask. You told … Continued
Mark My Words
Mark my words– with a red pen–I know I can do better.I’ll be making changes.For now please make this redder.
More Power
Somewhere, someone has a bigger homeand someone has a mattress with more high-tech foamand someone wears rarer pearls round their neck,and someone has more servants at their call and beck.Somewhere, someone has a sweeter ride,and someone has a safe box … Continued
Tight
If we could shove this warmth in our closetsbecause we know we’ll need it in the coming months,we’d pack it in so tightthe molecules would arrange themselves like ice,and when we finally got it out, it would be worthless.