What I Want

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Original Poem:

What I Want

Does "What" stand for money?
Will it keep me
Smiling
For the rest of my life?

Does "What" stand for love?
Or will it just fade away
someday
and leave me alone?

Does "What" stand for wisdom?
Is there a point in knowing
everything
When you know it won't last forever?

Does "What" stand for peace?
Do you even think that this
value
even exists anymore?

Does "What" stand for happiness?
but isn't there always a
tear
behind every laugh?

Does "what" stand for fame?
But I'll just be
forgotten
like everyone else



Is there even a point in wanting
something
when I'll just lose it all in the
end?

Your Lovely Scent

Inspired by: SWEET LIKE A CROW By: MICHAEL ONDAATJE

             Your breath smells like opening the capof an expired bottle of milklike a public lavatory for elderslike ten flatulating cowslike Rapunzel's hair dragging behind heracross the garbage dump, like the plumbing system in Chinaa rotting jail cella fresh duriana sink clogged with food scrapslike a sock from fifty years ago,like unwashed armpits,like an unflushed toilet,a dying fish, a child's boogerwith a roten egglike a corpse in a coffinlike a handful of a baby's puke,like an unshaven beard, like a boy'schangeroom after PE,a pile of beer bottles in themiddle of the night,the space under my bed,like fertilizer on a garden bedlike raw meat resting under the sun for five dayslike a skunk running across your backyardlike parmesian cheeselike your garlic breath wheneveryou lean in close to talk to me

Mother's Day Poem

You are the white rose in the pile

The one that stands out

I can see you from a mile

Away, i just have to shout

When I'm lost, I give you a call

When I'm down

You stop me before I fall

Because you never let me drown

Your humor is the sun

I never know when it comes

It shines like a bad pun

Wakes me up when it hums

Happy mother's day

You're one of a kind

It's hard for me to say

But you are always on my mind