I'll remind everyone that I'm horrible at placing my poems in any one catergory, so forgive me if this is in the wrong place...



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Alright so I don’t know what to say anymore

Every time I come down to this blank paper

I can’t find the words to say anything

Nothing, natta, zip do da…

Isn’t that pretty?



I dance around my living room swaying to a beat I know you’ll love

If I can only play it for you

Have you sit on my bed and swing your feet and bob your head in tune to the music

Because you love the music,

Don’t you?



I’ve driven down the roads at three in the fucking morning

And gotten out of my car in the middle of some field

And lie on the grass and look at the stars and think; 

Somewhere out there you’re looking at the stars too

And sometimes when driving I’ll feel that welling feeling that says that it’s time to write another of those driving poems and when I get home, well…

It’s gone again.



Do you do that to me?



A comedian on the television told me that love makes the career of a stand-up guy…

Go away

Because nothing ruins an act more then regular sex,

And I wonder if that’s happening to me?



Shit fuck, 

I know I said I didn’t want to know

If it came between me and her,

But then I got to wondering and, well…

Who’d it be?

But I didn’t want to say that just now,

I didn’t mean it,

So ignore that again, just ignore me again.



And sometimes, you know, I just feel so damn hopeless,

I think that perhaps that perfect time won’t repeat itself,

That I can’t come back to what I had,

That I have to leave one of you,

To be with the other,

And I don’t know exactly where I want to be, 

You know? 



And this is so silly, cause I know both of you will read this,

And that you’ll stare at it and try to figure out how exactly it relates to you,

And wonder which relates to the other one,

And maybe you’ll think that I’m hopeless,

Which wouldn’t be surprising…



Because above all else I feel that I don’t deserve either of you.