Muscle Poems

Revenge of the Heard

By and by a woman who writes love poems to men

Category: Uncategorized

  • Today, complete selfishness  Married itself.  Who gives a shit?  To be married  To yourself  And another human being is  The biggest risk.  And then,  To want to stare at  Faces all day.  At night, we party  Our whole lives away.  The written speech   Doesn’t get spoken.  Then you know  Feeling gets first place.  It…

  • Stone or, be stoned At the 11th Hour You’re dead meat 🍖. To mitigate Your own lil’ Trauma Listen. Vanilla dreams, To your Present Mama And how she Could just Kill-a-man-jaro!

  • You poet! You’re the court jester For the whole jury! Just let me! Let me! No, I know you want me! Hung, dumb, Is the same As smart, tart, And start. Is it not?

  • I realize my expectations Are always met. Hello! How are you? At either pace, High and Low. You are supposed to be Motherless So I can take you in. Start it off as ‘I’ And you have ‘Me.’ You can’t use all this shit Because some of it is mine. Play the dope show some…

  • You are not dead Like God isn’t  Either.

  • You were secret intelligence  And I couldn’t find any

  • Don’t speak, Anastasia The Medieval Nine Entertain yourself, Anastasia In Medieval rhyme. I’m not evil I simply live backwards. Don’t get old, Anastasia Even the score. Don’t exaggerate, Anastasia Just insist. I hear you. Just, no more. The heart asks pleasure first, some say Why take it away? The soul is turning, Anastasia Don’t take…

  • He lifts my spirits  And informs me well.  I am reassured  This Man is Himself.  Although I wear my hair  In a tight bun,  I am a deep critic of people,  A substantive one.  To the core I am rotten I don’t think to take care  When there is a handsome moon In the night…

  • You’re out As a pain in My Butt!