writing this made me feel better

A sack of coals makes my brain feel cool

pink socks make me feel sick

the name pauline and film with holes in makes me feel sick

oak cabinets are okay

and leaves are too fresh and surreal and they make me think about

how the sunlight sometimes turns my stomach if I approach it too quick

Why am i on this planet with the slippery brim of a dolphins beak

have i sussed everyone out or am I just suffering grandeur

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes i ask myself similar things....why am i on this planet...for what purpose....and where and what is my comfort zone....but yes, writing makes me feel better too...puts things in some kind of perspective...

this sounds like the Beats...confessional poetry that so many can relate to.
j.