silly poet, i know your ways

and stop loving me, and stop hugging me,

i know your ways, silly poet – i know your ways.

i’m hungry, hungry for words, i’m malnourished,

and fuckinghungryforwords!

who do you think you are – silly poet, i know your ways,

i too, see the cows, i too, love the manure,

the smells, roses, manure, marijuana, manure, women,

manure, and did i tell ? i love the smell, of manure ?

in the grass, from the ass, that one too,

manure, i embrace it too – fool, you silly poet, i know your ways,

hopscotch, playground, marrygoround – you silly poet, i know your ways,

foolish women, ugly nails, full of shrills and thrills,

shockwave louses in southern houses, Futile Pleas! looping round merry go trees, silly poet, i know your ways!

foolish poet, i know your ways,

angry tears, full of fears, shedding fucking tears! silly poet! i know your ways,

ugly rhyme, full of chime, you silly fucking poet, i know your ways!

loop doop, you stupid poop, got a dime for a rhyme ? you silly fucking poet, i know your ways,

on a car, in a bed, in the house, up a blouse, lying down, sitting straight, thumpet plays the trumpet, you silly poet, i know your ways!

lying fun, merry gum, shocking ways, brilliant days, with a gun, on the run, you silly poet, i know your ways!

A litle eratic for me, but i like this poem. It has a building sense of frustration which really reached me at the end. It has a cold, absurd, chanting, creepy feel to it.

Just thought i would give a few of my comments

peace