Cheesecake 6

What cheesecake do
I recommend, you ask
Why Chocolate Tuxedo
Nine out of ten times
It's the prettiest of
All the cakes

My second favorite?
That is a harder choice
Maybe Craig's or Adam's
Banana Cream is great
My sister loves
Lemon Rasberry

What's that you say? Fresh Strawberry?
That will be seven thirty

Cheesecake 5

I can write a chain
Of events that led to
me making a poor choice
I shouldn't drink
It leads to me fucking
Girls I work with
Ones who can't shut up

Congrats, you fucked me!
But don't mess with
my other activities
you got what you wanted
Be a good girl and share-
No one likes a ball hog
Or a drama queen

Cheesecake 4

Dear thief,
Fuck off. You might
be gay, but that
won't stop me from
punching your face
Those fries are in bags
because they are mine

Call it a hate crime;
I'd call it justice
I fight for the guests
smart enough to order
food to-go instead of
waiting an hour
To be served by you

Cheesecake 3

Girl cutting bread
Hurry the hell up
Can't you tell
I've got weeded written
All over my face
I don't give a damn
About your ten top

Grab a lot of butter
And move out of the way
Let me get some
'brown bread' for
this picky bitch
Before some server
steals my fries

Cheesecake 2

You stare through the glass
at the rows of cakes
I approach, asking
if you need anything
our eyes meet and
you say 'no thanks,
I am just looking'

Don't hinder my boredom
with your idle appreciation
At least ask a question
'If you need anything
I'll be right over here'
She nods her head and
returns to the cake

Cheesecake 1

Asian lady it may be hard
to chose what kind of cake
you want to eat
No matter what
I wont understand you
Or you will change
your mind

We both know you will
eventually chose Fresh
Strawberry or Tiramisu
The more time you take
the more irritated I
become-
Fucking Asians

Hangover 1

Writing poetry at 9AM

Is not easy

song speaks of the

need to get sleep

It's too early for irony

A shell of myself

filled with liquor,

sausage, 

and self loathing

Jacob looked at me

then slunk away

He must pity me

Cats can pity right?

THE T

Someone read my poetry
out loud and dared to say
I mention the train too
much

I'm sorry public trans
portation gets me to where
I need to be

Yes I have a car, I
Drive it weekly

I just like trains.

Boston

BOSTON
Taking the train to work
The city rushes past
Newspapers lay strewn about
Rain falls ominously outside

Just as it had outside your window
The piano’s voice lingering
In my ear as I played
Singing of taking you away
To Boston

The train slows, then stops
I step out into the rain
And walk to work
Alone

COMMIT
Love clouds the mind,
removing sensible thoughts,
in its simplest form it is an excuse

Convincing the abused to stay,
the young to lust,
the old to weep
the unloved to end

All you need is love is a lie
which leads some to believe
That life is a lie
For to love is to live

I live, not to love,
But to save myself the trouble
Of wasted emotions
Like love

Learn to say no

I sit here in my chair
My ego is at the roof
Because silly girls still say yes

Call me egotistic or chauvinistic
I call myself charming or suave
Plainly saying, I rape the mind
Not the body

I fear one day
A daughter of mine
Will still say yes
To a boy like me

Humor

People should sit back and laugh
At the jokes life gives them
Seriously

Tripple A

What a sad life it would be
To be born and shoved away
In some dark corner
Only to be ripped out and
Thrown to work,
Never thought of or thanked,
Until suddenly you die

Such is the life of a battery