To Order

When a ticket says add salt to fries
It kind of implies
My salinity is not up to snuff
When serving to Fred
I think in my head
Choke, is that salty enough?

Forced March

Whenever I leap I land afoul
Of all my desires somehow
I'm done wanting anything *scowl*

I’ll simply write my lines each day
Just like I do now
Oblivious to hints of May.

Dispensed

It's better when you have a smaller hole
much easier to clean and control
now exit the gutter please
I'm talking about a bag of pretzel cheese.

Muddy

At times a pause is final
To eliminate the hiss
Of unrelenting vinyl
Which cancels out all bliss

The thing with negativity
When blasted without cease
The chances of fidelity
Will suddenly decrease.

Influential

The moon is entangled in box elder branches
Loses momentum and bashfully blanches
But then wriggles free with a little assist
From a big shot with pull that’s hard to resist.

Navigable

They put on airs
But no one cares
You spill your heart
To vacant stares

So don’t impart
How much you smart
Your own affairs
Are yours to chart.

Rousing

When every nerve Is firing
With tingles you can’t tame
And all throughout your wiring
The signal is the same
And you begin perspiring
Like a lover caught mid-squeal
That, for those inquiring
Is how singing makes me feel .

Leaning

Will something roll if it’s flat?
It matters where it’s at
Anything can spiral if you find
It’s so inclined.

222

 

Triple deuce

Turn up the juice

And let some rocking music loose

 

The tubes are hot

So take your shot

And play with everything you’ve got!

Atypical

A typical type of day
For one with little to say,
So little that they in fact
Began a blog that’s packed
With thoughts they couldn’t relay
A typical type of day.

A typical type of life
Confounded by chaos and strife
Can make one more prone to express
Their feeble attempts to finesse
The dance on the edge of a knife
A typical type of life.

Winded

Let this be my opus:
Don't give up hope-us!

Going the Distance

Can space make you happy?
I guess it depends
On if you get sappy
When you lose all your friends.

Cure All

Less than ideal?
Accept the real
To be improved
Can hearts be moved?

More than morose?
You just need a dose
Of love to negate
The cancer called hate.

Iron Scribe

Take the fare you’re forced to use
Chop it, mix it, light the fuse
Until you see the people glom
Because you made a flavor bomb.

Zoooooom

My tiny chihuahua
Loves to romp in the snow
But headed for Guadalajara
When winter winds began to blow
I never saw him run as fast
As when he faced that arctic blast.