Counting All My Cufflinks

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Counting all my cufflinks

You tied my perfect tie

Another night by the bay

Lost within the foggy sky

Seeming to float as you walk

Affection rose by a mere kiss

Evening air cool upon your soul

Never knew we could be like bliss

Your dress flailing behind

Setting down an opaque trail

Everything a dream could be

Forever wrapped by the sail

 

How To Live My Life

 

Stop telling me
How to live my life
Your organic kale yoga
Won’t end this strife
I’m 3 dimensional
Not an internet meme panda
Your trendy solutions
Are merely hipster propaganda

*This is an older poem. It has nothing to do with the image, but clearly an excuse to display one of my favorite memes. Please don’t twist my words or meaning. We should all be trying to eradicate hatred in the world through love each and every day.

Brokenhearted On A Monday Afternoon

Brokenhearted on a Monday afternoon
Mourning the loss of a piece of my heart
The giant, jerk dog was always there
This can’t be the end; merely the start
I never got a chance to truly say goodbye
For I never believed you’d be gone
That you’d bounce back, like you always did
But always isn’t now & I can’t move on
I didn’t think I’d feel this damn raw
I keep looking for you in the playroom
Seeing if you’re causing mischief
Or wandering into the girls’ call on Zoom
But I can’t find you anywhere
My giant dog has somehow disappeared
These eyes won’t stop leaking
& I know, it’s not going to be the same around here.

It’s not a perfect system

 

 

 

It’s not a perfect system
But it’s the best one we’ve got
I’m not a card carrying member
All criminals, the whole lot
We’re in need of a great leader
The only ones running are crooks
One of these fools will be President
But I’d rather elect Captain Hook