Short Milk It Poems
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My favorite drink, so thick and rich.
It's much better,
When in a cold cup.
Chocolate milk; it goes with any meal,
It's a drink
And a dessert,
All in one.
Suck it, milk it- bleed it dry!
But leave My Heart still untouched
The Fires will rage, and they will die
While I am somber all too much...
The Temples I tread, inside my Head
Searching for a safer place
A Room to dwell outside the Hell
Of my prison's burning Gates
Some people have a birthday day.
I have a birthday month.
Sometimes I extend it into the next month too.
I truly might enjoy my birthday a bit more than others.
It’s my birthday, I say, and quite often.
Not once or twice.
I have thirty-two birthday shirts.
Therein, I feel I have to milk it more than most.
You come in as submissive
My inner circle you dominate
Blood line circulate never ovulates
One silly move
you in it for weeks
I meditate your lust
My past I garden you to die
Water you to drown
Milk it
my bones will carry me
Breathe, weed, smoke, air was always air
Lifeless solutions you benefit
I live to regret
My faith in you contemplate
Traditional quick but puppets
Bloom or follow dooms leads
Paddington Panda provides perky playfulness of soul
Bringing joy to the dinner table in happy tales.
But when he spills his enormous blue rice bowl
No one has ever heard such disappointed wails!
In her pretty kimono made of embroidered gold red silk,
His mother said, “Let’s not cry over spilled milk!’
“But this is not milk, it is much better than that!” He said with a whine.
It is rice and brown sugar! A favorite whenever he would dine.
Trust,
a term
delicate
and so gentle.
But In the wrong hands
It is detrimental.
Deception, demon's weapon.
If a firm hold is obtained they'll
provide an insertion into your
spine and allow flux without discretion.
Lesson learned, to guard trust like a diamond.
People will milk it without conscience.
Apply theories of deception
and bathe in its vain essence.
The reason I keep my
mind alert and keen.
I won't allow
deceit to
ruin
me.
October 3, 2015