Settling

Terrible, joke,

I can’t tell, if its on or off,

If you fell to hell,

Or climbed to heaven,

Between those,

Pearly gates,

An angel, measuring,

Its too soft, he doesn’t,

Want to fall in, there’s,

A safety joke, at the bottom,

I'm not, an architect, but soft,

Pillows, and dreams, make,

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My heart tick, is my,

Father waking up,

Is it, time for my medicine,

Some sort of, joke,

What’s in the air,

Wave your hands,

Like you just don’t,

Care, love, a fire,

An artist, a prison,

Free her, is it safe,

Forbidden fruit.

Handcuffs

Does it still,

Follow the intention,

How do I,

Free myself,

From these,

Shackles,

What’s,

In the air,

Today,

I'm still not,

An architect.

Stalker

Bruised and battered,

Is it, Halloween,

A bragger, he doesn’t want to,

Let her go, am I still,

A functioning poet,

A man, maybe,

I fell, its September,

Its settling,

The harvest,

Is here,

Mistakes,

We could,

Be sobering,

Uptown girls,

This could be a joke,

Or monsters could exist,

I could have made,

Some terrible mistakes,

Spooky ghosts,

Ice cream, good job,

Hazelnut, and a,

Blow job, a balloon,

Popping.

Catch and Release

I'm not an architect,

I don’t craft,

Soft pillows,

For people,

To sleep on,

Some sort,

Of light,

Is it on,

A firefly,

Should I,

Snuff it out,

A joke, should I

Smell it, does it,

Leave pheromones,

Is it a scent,

A hunter,

Should follow,

Or is it a dream,

That should be,

Left alone.