i’m waiting for rain
that cannot begin, or won’t
is it proof of life
did we love at our darkest
did we hate at our brightest
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2018
i’m waiting for rain
that cannot begin, or won’t
is it proof of life
did we love at our darkest
did we hate at our brightest
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2018
I am single
I have a female roommate
she’s 20, almost 21
yup, half my age
oh my!
but, it’s not like that
she’s an amazing Hispanic woman
a great human
and sometimes I give her a kiss on the cheek
cause she’s cool
and, sometimes, I forget to eat
because I’m a little passionate
and she’s an amazing chef
and I am grateful for that
because I suck at it
I am retired from dating and sex
(although, I have references that will tell you I am very good at it)
but, love is bigger than you and your partner and family and tribe
and, it’s even bigger than your sex drive
wait… what?
it’s true
so, no, I won’t date you
because sex is an expectation that impedes love
(I know, right? I mean, when has sex caused a fight?
never, right?)
life is very light when sex isn’t your drive
so, if I flirt with you
or, write a poem about you
(because I derive inspiration from humans, imagine that?)
it is to put a smile on your face
I know, no expectations…
holy fuck! that’s not real…
it’s misleading
well, go tell your mother and father and your god
that I made you smile
(what an ass I am, I know)
and when you’re done
tell them I said hi because I don’t mind
making them smile too
I make a better friend than a boyfriend
(and that’s just me being real honest with me)
but, do come over
I’ll make you pancakes with peanut butter
and maple syrup on top
and we can talk
I don’t give a fuck about your past
your religion
your sexual orientation
your binary finary winary things
your skin color
I don’t care if you’re fat or maimed
I don’t care about your honey boo boo nada nada
I can deal with anything
except a lie
that I despise
and that will get you
no pancakes!
(scary, huh? these threats I make…)
come
on over
let’s chat
have a pancake and smile
I’ll even sing to you because
I’m crazy like that
I can’t do it all
I’ve left a map
and it’s free
when’s the last time your preacher offered that?
no collection plate
just you and your heartbeat
and I’ll still write
because I’m compelled to
but, you have some reading to do
(imagine that, me ask you to learn?)
start at the beginning
finding your heartbeat takes a little time
it took me over a year
but, it’s amazing once you find it
it’s worth the investment (in you, no less)
I promise
and you can pray all the same
just spend some time
feeling your heartbeat as well
and,
if you wish to question my philosophy
well, please do
I’m not sacred
are you?
and if I’m wrong
I’ll admit it because
I’m not committed to being right, like you
I’m committed to learning
in order
to better the human race
pancakes, anyone?
by KT
© All rights reserved 2019
you say, “be encouraged”
i say, “be an egg”
so i can lay you, crack you
and eat you raw
i’m feeling righteous
like a man possessed
by TONY SINGLE
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he didn’t walk free on the third day
he preferred to play possum instead
the stone of inevitability
was rolled away, but he chose to stay
in the tomb, he laid to reminisce
but god the father kept making calls
he ignored them and added the contact
to his black list, he was rather pissed!
the needy seek salvation
but who cares for the soul of a saviour?
“stop harassing me, you bearded schmuck!”
he prayed, snug in his burial cloth
“i wanna sleep in, have coffee in bed
not hear your muck! patronising cluck!”
so, he pulled out ‘jenga: day of doom’
blessed the morons who’d banned this comic
buried himself in its yellowed pages
happy on shrooms, human life resumed
the needy seek salvation
but who cares for the soul of a saviour?
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2018
this is a man’s world
still, better to be a girl
don’t ask me why, man
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2019