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Engineers

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is

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resource

fueling every
creative type

we can each
be engineers

Engineers

support
is

the renewable
resource

fueling every
creative type

we can each
be engineers

Nasty Habit

forpoetry:

and as we lay
sheets allow
one leg
of hers to
hang out

the moon
allows me
to see

a cigarette
lays lit on
the nightstand

what a nasty
habit
I think to
myself

proceeding to wrap
my body with
yours

what a nasty
habit
I think again

(Untitled poem about love)

forpoetry:

I told her she
look liked
someone in
love

she asked
is it my nose?
is it my skin?
what about my smile?

I told her
she had lips
like a beach
I could walk
for miles

(Untitled poem about love)

I told her she
look liked
someone in
love

she asked
is it my nose?
is it my skin?
what about my smile?

I told her
she had lips
like a beach
I could walk
for miles

She’s Pissed, Too (Vampires)

in love to
the point
of
madness

she’s pissed
too

Victorian velvet
purple
on her
robe

mine’s blue

six centuries
later
I’m not bored
with any crease
on her

we feed
we fuck
we dance

things that make
me ponder

You’re Beginning To Sweat

as you lay
with
her

press your nose
against her
set your
instincts
free

sensations
wash over
skin like
reefs

you’re beginning
to sweat

she’s
windy

Nasty Habit

and as we lay
sheets allow
one leg
of hers to
hang out

the moon
allows me
to see

a cigarette
lays lit on
the nightstand

what a nasty
habit
I think to
myself

proceeding to wrap
my body with
yours

what a nasty
habit
I think again

Coming Soon… Handwritten Poetry

Thanks for all the comments and suggestion regarding what I’m building with ForPoetry.  Thank you for all of it! I’m listening, I promise.

Due to a pretty strong demand (see: full email inbox) and a ton of suggestions from amazing readers, I’ll be writing and sending handwritten custom poetry! 

Within the week I’ll have everything posted for anyone interested.  Again, thank you for your genius recommendations!  I heard you and I’m doing something about it.

Untitled (a simple poem about love)

forpoetry:

you love
my jokes

when they’re
bad enough to
send rooms of
people running
to the cliffs

you love
my hair

even when combs
brushes and shampoo
gasp and tremble
when I reach
for them

somehow
you love me

forpoetry:

All of my poetry is an admission of guilt and loyalty and love.

(Untitled)

forpoetry:

saw you and
wasn’t sure exactly
how to
pen what
you revealed
so I handed
you a torn
page to
finish
what I
might have said

Living Together (House Key)

whistling through a
piano forest

is how I feel
when

yelling your name
across a busy
street

every time you forget
your house key

On Guard In A Studio Apartment

obsession isn’t
standing outside
the door while
you bathe

obsession is
bottling the water
once your
head turns

it’s being
on guard in a
studio apartment
we share