Suffice to say, I'm not very good at poetry. In fact, I suck at it. But enough about me. Read and laugh for yourself.

Poetry

Whatever I Have To--Um, it's not written from my point of view--not entirely. ^_- read and find out, I guess.

Stop Sitting, Lazy Bum--Amazingly enough, this poem about rotting your ass off placed in the 2001 CSF lit mag. Holy cow.

Pathways--Based on the Robert Frost poem but reheated with my interpretation. Who the hell told anyone to just stay on one path. huh? wanna fight? *sigh*

Window To My Mind--Some schmucky stuff I wrote for Freedy's class for homework, hence the large SAT vocab words. Whoopee.

Starblight--the result of a massive brain fart. Me gusta.

Bottled Girl--I'm sorry, gentleman. Despite the projected increase in my sex appeal, this poem remains a work of fiction. I don't really live in a bottle.

Identity--I wrote this poem for someone last year, but I'm not telling you who. If you guess it, I will give you a cookie If you can't guess it, it probably means i'm jiffing you. *eats cookiee*

Lyrics--I wrote them, they suck and will never be published.

Medley-- Inspired by Moulin Rogue, just a random medley of lyrics that sound nice and melt together like goat cheese.

Obsession--Random Song I wrote while waiting for my mom to pick me up after a long 4 hours of journalism after school. Don't ask me who it was about, I was tired and I don't remember.

Fuel Called Indifference--Song I wrote after a single really bad day. I like it, but it probably sucks, just like most everything else on this page. Oh well. I'm trying, I really am! Anyhow, it's called "Fuel Called Indifference" cuz I'm drowing in indifference and fuel burns.