Poems

some poems i wrote for extra credit

Spicy:

The spice is nice

when you rescued me

from the empty monotony

of mediocrity

In life, we most surely will fall

that doesn't mean we can't experience all

leave what you know on the floor

and emerge from your lonely corridor

each day is a new chance

to ocilate wildly in our intimate dance



Addict:



All my vices cost prices

with intrest of accumulation

and a courtship with temptation

the elegant haze of comfort

will import

a decision

that puts an incision

in our lives

this behavior is used as a shield (for)

just one more jog through the poppi field

my vices cost prices

my determination

breeds depression

O' the liberation of

losing what you love