The roads go one way, like closed questions, I just moved from London, if I drop you here is that ok, I'm weary enough to dismiss directions, no fear in scarcity, too full cut to be afraid.

Nocturnal, not how it should be. No talons, or visions, or sound rebounding against my
tantrums, no keyring on the spare key i keep losing, just like the first one, just the same.

You wouldn’t hold me, how embarrassing for me, of course you were right, still I was painfully
lonely, and so fucking tired.

I was low when I met you
Crawled out of the sea
I was reaching my hand out
When you rescued me

It seemed like rock bottom
Was left on the shore
But life has a way
Of handing us more

So we walked on the piedmonts
To reach coastal peaks
To find our way over
We made a few tweaks

On to the desert
Waiting beyond
Scant are oases
We thirst all along

Quite desiccated
We’ve canyons to cross
Descent and ascension
This dangerous trough

The Zoo
Zoo Lovers Day April 8

How I love the zoo!
Elephants, llamas and kangaroos.
Once I visit,
I can't leave too soon.
Until I see the tigers, lions,
And baboons.
Cotton candy, popcorn and pop,
With those things I fill my belly up.
When it's time for me to go,
I have souvenirs in tow.

The Maid's Swain
An Archaic Poem

Verily, verily came courting
The maid’s swain,
For to beseech her to abstain.
He knew belike
That she was his bride.
And they would consummate
Their love anon.
Betwixt, a suitor came.
Thought the lady was fain
To marry the former gent.
She was wonted
With her life.
And both of them
She did despise.