You Flirt





You flirt with me & my pretty words
& for that I humbly give eternal thanks
You’re the most beautiful soul I ever heard
Good thing the interweb doesn’t reveal my man-Spanx


I Know You’ve Been Thinking About Me


I know you’ve been thinking about me
The interweb leaves tracks – translated into clues
I should lock my doors when I sleep at night
But I leave them open, because I’ve been thinking about you

Don’t Tell Me How To Write


Don’t tell me how to write
Been doing this for awhile now
I’m certainly no expert
But I’m not trying to tell you how

You weren’t even sperm
In your daddy’s sack
The first time I was called
A poetic hack

The interweb is large enough
Scurry off to your little corner again
For the sake of humankind
I have to commandeer your pen