Umm, yea

I would publish what is on my fridge
but trust me, you don't want to know
guess that's what happens
when dirty minded people
get near my fridge
oy

More stuff

I get it
you're better than me
you don't need to rub it in


I may be a failure to you
but to me, I'm just a flawed hero


You tell me I suck
like it's a bad thing

First Bits of Poetry

Here's the first of many little bits that will end up on my fridge door. Hope you enjoy them.

I run from your rain
but trip into
your storm of love


These dreams leave
a void in my head
my thoughts possessed by you


If I am your delicate goddess
then you are my luscious peach

Welcome

This is a blog dedicated to the blurbs of poetry that appear on my fridge door. Hope you enjoy it, and can make some sense of the blurbs of magnetism.