You Think You Need

  You think you need Everything polished and packaged Nary a wisp nor a stray note to linger Jealousy breeds contempt Searching for digital praise But perfection is a myth A trick played upon us by lesser Devils

This Pirate Is An Old Wives’ Tale

This Pirate is an old wives’ talePassed on by sorority sisters these daysMythical pleasure & infatuation –Fluttering love; let them count the waysWorld renowned for his nautical exploitsBut it’s not true they were all naughtyLegends told of a bad boy untrue, forThat infamous passion belongs to only one hottie

Don’t Pull Myth Out Of The Truth

Don’t pull myth out of the truth Don’t strip me of a certain beauty Reality is far too painful for reason To ease the hurt, our fortuitous duty