She Says

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She says she needs me
I say “Oh really”

She says “Give me a hug”
I say “Look, a bug!”

She says I don’t care
I say “I’m free as the air”

She says I hurt her
I say “Whatever…”

She says I’m wasting my life
I say “You’re not my wife”

She says I’m her husband
I say “You mean ex-husband”

She says I’m a father
I say “I don’t own my daughter”

She says I’m irresponsible
I say “I’m unstoppable”

She says I should conform
I say “I’d rather drink chloroform”

She says I’m suicidal
I say “Cause we’re a sick couple”

She says I’m a pervert
I say “I’m an extrovert”

She says I’m gay
I say “Hooray!”

She says I’m effeminate
I say “Why do you hate?”

She says she wants a divorce
I say “Go back to the source”

She says “I love you”
I say “Screw you”

 

Curiosity

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I found a curiosity
Shaped like a “he”
And it thinks like me

It is still an unseen
It first came in a dream
Then on my computer screen

I know it exists
Inside a mist
I can’t resist

When it moves I follow
When it drinks I swallow
It shot me an arrow

A dart in my heart
A fruit in my cart
A taint in my art

I know where it’s at
It made a contact
It’s my turn to act

I know where it stays
It pulls with its rays
It lights with its blaze

If I go there
God should I dare
Angels beware

Things could get hot
or they might not
I could lose what I got

Or I might gain
A soother for my pain
Dopamine for my brain

It fills me with hope
I feel like a dope
Taking an antidote

I need to investigate
Not sure I can wait
I know I’m not straight

A Fish in the Sea

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How can I make it happen
If I don’t know what I need
If this planet was an ocean
I’d probably be a seaweed

I ran away from a 17-year relationship
As big and as beautiful as the Titanic
But we hit something as cold as the Arctic
And my world went down like a sinking ship

Now I’m broken and lonely
I can’t swallow my spaghetti

I sit in my apartment like an old jerk
Feeling as worthless as an office clerk
Wishing I could connect with someone new
A man, a woman, maybe even you

I feel ugly, I feel sad
My mind is empty and mad

I’m wondering about this dating site
Maybe this is how I can take flight
But what would I write in my profile
“I’m no pervert and no pedophile”

I want to turn around
Bury myself underground

I want to project something real
Find someone who will help me heal
But who wants to date a damaged man
All I need is a patient helping hand

Fuck I don’t even know what I want
I feel more lost than a teenage debutante

There’s a site called Plenty of Fish
Perhaps it can fulfill my wish
Might not be as hot as Florida
But it’s free and popular in Canada

 

Sad and Happy

happy and sad

Sad is single
Happy is double

Sad is lonely
Happy accompany

Sad is bad
Happy is glad

Sad is worry
Happy is easy

Sad can’t sleep
Happy rests deep

Sad has pill
Happy has will

Sad is stranded
Happy emancipated

Sad looks down
Happy looks around

Sad is short-sighted
Happy is excited

Sad is flabby
Happy is horny

Sad is gray
Happy is gay