Crazy West coasters,
Putting Ranch on everything-
Shaming your pizzas.
Filled to the brim, I’m
fit and tied to team over
with proper fodder.
When the petals fall
on my head and in my hair,
that’s where I want them.
Is there a better
marriage of words than FUCKING
LOVELY? I think not.
We must reclaim the
word constipation. Has
untapped potential.
Riding my bike brings
peace to all the right places.
What a love machine.
Sometimes you got it,
sometimes you don’t, but don’t fret.
Can’t all be like me.
Talk to me only
in minor chords. Sullen speak
goes right to my core.
There are no boxes
that can contain me. I’m an
irregular piece.
They need a contract
making antiperspirant
mandated at gyms.
Somnambulant is
my new vocabulary
word. I woke up with it.
Just wait, icicle
Don’t pierce my heart before
I melt my own way.
You’re not a true friend
If I look in the mirror
to find spinach tooth.
Pavlovian proof-
I hunger at sitar sounds
for good Tandori.
One day I’ll travel
the world in the name of sweet
poetry. Just wait.
When it rains it pours
and your still my favorite
puddle to jump in.
Pigeon Heart Ponderings 
Fantabulous! What I love about this is that it shows another side of your gift. You always write things that make us think. This makes us laugh too, and we need that just as much. More like this, Pidgie! Blessings, Ruth:)
Aw thanks so much for saying this. I appreciate you, your writings, and your appreciation!
xo
Whoa, whoa, whoa…. No ranch on pizza? Like not even on the crust? I get the actual “pizza” part. But not on the crust… I have a lot to think about.
I don’t get it. It’s defying all that is sacred.
It’s trashy yes. But in a charming way.
…different strokes…