A Touch Ironic; See Inside

I'd tell you I need a hug,
But it's because of you,
Oh if you knew the truth,
This girl looks so strong,
Outside nothing ever wrong,
But such a fragile soul,
Wondering what went on,
In your mind,
For you to decide,
We shouldn't carry on,
So she still looks good, looks strong,
But she won't move on,
Because she's done with the shit,
Inside it's not worth it,
Not you, not anyone, gets to see inside again.

Absurdist poem 5: Language

Do you understand,
A word, I said,
Are you listening?
In our oceans,
You are far away,
However, how hard can it?
We try to communicate
This is a political game,
Mostly only spoke loudly.

Absurdist poem 4: Current Affairs

Holiday horror,
Holiday cheer,
Wet, windy, and cold,
You said dead,
Holiday horror,
No cheer here,
But birthdays every week.

Absurdist poem 3: Dispute

Dishwashers don't cause problems,
People do.
There was an inevitable accident.
Opposites attrract,
The dish ran away with the spoon.

Absurdist poem 2: Perfection & Lies

If you could,
I love you,
You are to me,
Everything resounds with me,
Read my mind,
The truth,
Perfection,
If only.

Absurdist poem 1: Am I?

Come what may,
So I may dream,
Birds may fly,
Do you have any questions?
And I am Mrs. Smith.

There is nothing here,
But there is always something,
What would a pigeon know?
It's not yesterday,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

But what you said before,
Did you say something?
It's raining, it's pouring,
Not a bird in the sky,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

Who am I?
Fly me to the moon,
I am flying high,
We're all going down,
And I am Mrs. Smith.

Fuck Misogyny

There came a point,
When you ceased to be,
My beloved friend,
You revealed opinions so despicable,
They rendered you dead to me.
Not who I thought you were,
All my love for you sank into digust,
Surged with feminism,
As you pushed your discriminatory misogyny.
You have many problems,
And one will never be me.