#jam.poem

[wanderingspacepirate]

i think i want to be a poet. be someone who writes a line so perfect i make you cry. be someone who creates a whole world for you to read and then—breaks it. right before the end. so that you have an ache in your heart from my words and nothing to soothe it with.

i want to pass my pain on to you, to share it. to share the ache in my heart from poetry i have gobbled up, and held, and wasted. i want to write a home for us.

i think i want to be a poet.

- J. Coyote @wanderingspacepirate

[wanderingspacepirate]

saw someone using Heelys while

hanging on to a friend.

my heart is filled with joy.

the bus continues. my stop is soon.

[wanderingspacepirate]

[wanderingspacepirate]

Why do I never get angry

Why do I always get sad

Why does my brain turn to envy

Why must I call my emotions bad

It’s like a trap, this hypocrisy

Or a poisoned apple, see?

I call myself a protector

Yet wail and scream and whine

How can I be my friends’ protector

If I expect too much of their time