An American poem

If you like what I write, here is a full book: Memoirs of Mediocrity: showerthoughts the movie https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07XB3G673/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_apa_i_oOHJDbJ9KY995 Please donate or share It’s hard to be an American Livin this life ain’t cheap. I gotta go fill up gas again, getting 3 gallons per mile in my jeep.   We are so arrigan’! On a 7 foot bed I sleep. Sheets made by children, They work … Continue reading An American poem

We forgot why we hug & kiss

If you like what I write, here is a full book: Memoirs of Mediocrity: showerthoughts the movie https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07XB3G673/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_apa_i_oOHJDbJ9KY995 Please donate or share      Every hundred years or so A bug comes around, changing the way the world looks There is one thing we have though All of human history, written in books. Mankind has a long way to go Ingenuity,  drive, passion, and unlimited bucks. … Continue reading We forgot why we hug & kiss

An ode to the ten second shower

Please donate or share I jump in, I jump out. I turn the water on, And it dribbles from the spout. There is no temperature gauge, I have to trust the setting. With the shower head inches from the wall, Receiving barely a wetting. The button last all but a few seconds. Who designed this tiny enclosure? It’s as if the designer never showered, Or … Continue reading An ode to the ten second shower

Let’s take a trip around the world

Please donate or share Come with with me, and you shall see A world of pure imagination. If you took Trips like me You’d witness pure fascination. We’ll begin Traveling in Starting in The state of my creation. What we’ll see Is obviously A clear lack of sanitation. If you want to know the difference Between real like and ignorance Just take a trip To … Continue reading Let’s take a trip around the world

Depression is a Beautiful Place

It’s a beautiful day! easy to ignore. She’s a beautiful girl, but I’ll find a way to abhor. It is a beautiful place So innocent and pure. What a beautiful wife always being ignored. It’s beautiful life only I can deplore. I keep thinking I’ve hit bottom Why am I looking up at the floor? It’s beautiful life I’m just constantly unsure. Should I get … Continue reading Depression is a Beautiful Place