5 POEMS

whats twitter good
for                   think wheni  can see
        how they love
   i am wasted
 or i can numb my fingertips
      don't forget to push
              my buttons take my pants off
         i am a crowded feeling
    whats well into the next stage
         who will tell me i did
 a good job
 when my mom dies
      how can i even hide
 questions w/ this knee creek
   or crick
 i am dry         a thirsty mud
  just dirt
say i can feed enough trees
  i can be enough hunger for a few nights
     leave boot stuck
         where i can see
i have made a few mistakes
  today