I know I write too much
of this crappy poetry
“Nature” “sadness” “you”
then “me” “me” “me” “me””me”

I write it for many reasons
most too hard to explain
but once I start my writing
it becomes almost a game;

I’m player one, Literacy two,
I feel it then he rhymes
and so we work together,
it doesn’t take much time,

which is why too many syllables
sometimes [...]

He lied about love And with it I saw Silver Threads slice grasping Fingers. Blood spill over iridescent illusions tediously spun. A given craft easily learnt.

Silk web gown Unraveled Revealing naked self, deformed. I was Forced to Look.

Residue from Jaded Love’s death Sticks while loving you, Again spinning silk web.

Cursing porcelain Alter toilet. [...]