cry creative spend the day under
super sensitive
cast a wider net finds under rocks and a spring
hold out your hand for

conspicuous permanent ink
adorns my arms
tells you what you need to know
when this couldn't be more clear
i am who you think i am

moments like this you look to the heavens
isn't another day in the books a win
give yourself a pat on the back

could not stretch another line
in the sand
dusting drapes
not savory i flavor beer cans
with rum in the sun don't cry
spicy rhymes in circles and heroes
among us

flatter yourself
i won't treat you to this
just another fly
fill in the blanks
i'll wonder why.