Such sadness can we all relate When viewing how things are of late Right or left, red or blue It does not matter, for I am you You are me, we disagree And at the end, can’t you see? There is nothing to regret We simply are just human, yet For some reason we can’t … More The Human Condition
You never wreck my to go box When I leave you in the car When we’re at the puppy park You never stray too far You learn new tricks At nine clock ticks I don’t know how you do it, bro You’re so dang cute You play the flute? I gave that up so long … More An Ode to Mr Baxter
Clad in iron, stonewalled keeps, maidens in the court Archers notched at every tower, guarded is this fort Moats are deep, stocked with beasts, waiting for a fight Meade ‘a plenty, grains are stored, feasts fall through the night Strong, the souls who dance within, twirling in the dark Every word, the King who speaks, … More The Righteous King
Don’t you get it yet? I’m not doing this for me I’m doing this to redefine the notion to be free Why you think these poems I ink I post without a ©️? I don’t care I’m well aware They can be stolen or could be thieved Because to me The more they read The … More I’m Well Aware & Do Not Care
Some may find it strange, how I built this firing range, it houses all the darkness and emotions that I feel It’s closed to other guests because it’s where my conscience rests, I know in here there is no fear and everything is real The structures made of glass so I can see through at … More My Firing Range
Advertising (boobs) is arising I am always (puppies) recognizing Subtle messages (more boobs) in commercials And I don’t know (books) if I like it Stop trying (marshmallows) to trick me Or I’ll put you (dinosaurs) on my knee And I’ll spank you (Epstein didn’t kill himself) unmercifully The spanks will be (meerkats) so hard you’ll … More Subliminal Messages
Let’s look back You know, real far Let’s look at us See how we are Angry crusades? Alright, I guess Pick up those pieces you all left Now jihad, we need one, right? We all need reasons for a fight 🙄 For Allah! For God above! But wait! Wait, we all preach to love Turn … More Generation Jaded
Baxter, where’d you go? You were just here Now you’re like “no” It makes no freaking sense I thought that you were helping me with all this stuff I do How can I pay recompense? I just want you sitting here as I write these things, my dude! Please just come right back I’ll give … More Baxter, Where’d You Go?
I don’t care where you have been For your past, or any sin All that matters is right now and that you’re here with me today All the feelings now upon us You can tell me – just be honest I know I’ll feel the same no matter what you think you’ll say I’ve been … More Here
In the 10th grade my English teacher taught me very much Like how to read and write real good and grammar things and such But one thing that eluded me was how it always seemed to seem That she struggled with this word so much, she called a poem: “pweem” “What’s this” you ask? “What’s … More My Pweematry
How the World Should Work 