For the Academically Inclined

you stupid-soft-heartless folk
i’ll drain you today
and i love the way i walk
and i wanna be forever lost
in the patterns of flesh around your
shaft
taste a tip from the trunk to leaves
oh if i turned to god it’d one day
terrify me

i’m so dumb
i’m so very very dumb
that’s what you want me to say
it’s hard to argue
i was raised this way
deliver me hard
drive into gardens known
a lover of love lost in this mess
a child in thought led amiss

 im sorry mom
 i’m sorry reader
 sorry stories i’m abashed to hear
 i hope you all will wake up one day
 and really, just stop being weird

 love is to die for 
 it matters more than some sick tears
 for the academically inclined 
 stop giving up
 and make a real poem