A Poem!

I write poems sometimes. I am going to share one with you here. This is a scary and vulnerable thing to do. If you like it, please tell me and I will share some more and maybe create a poetry section here. If you don’t like it, you can tell me that too. It’s cool.

Dirty

i have a tender heart

and a dirty

fucking

mouth.

These things may seem incongruous,

but i assure you

they are not.

In fact, if you find these concepts incongruous,

if you are a person who does not believe in a person’s ability to yell,

“FUUUUCK!!”

or

“Cunts!!”

or

“Eat a bag of dicks!!”

and also have room in their heart to love a child

(or in my case, children as an entire group of small people),

to cuddle a puppy,

to cry at a fucking beer commercial or some shit,

you are probably

not worth my time.

 

I have shit to do, and

I will be too busy for you,

out here cussing and crying my way through life,

not apologizing for my tender heart,

nor my dirty

fucking

mouth.