oh, well, maybe he'll make a good friend as well as step-son.

I'm not gay.

thank you guys. That means alot to me. I love writing quirky poetry like that at the spur of the moment.

ummm... eastcoastpoet. That wasn't rap.

Talking to this girl...

She IMed me, thought she would give me a whirl.

I replied, as I sighed...

"hello?"... the response time was kinda mellow.

She said "hey". She had something to say.
She said she had a long crazy day.

Hardly interested, I type "oh yeah?". Waiting minutes for a reply I'm thinking "blaaaaaaaa".

She eventually replies. I hope she doesn't flip fries.
She supervises a sub shop. But this line of work will soon stop.

She wants to be a CNA. I'm thinking "OK".

We make small talk. I really need a glock.
This is so boring. I so think I'm snoring.
We talk about our day. "Wow. Great." I must say.

She asks about me. Oh, gee.
She asks what I do. What can I tell you?

I cook. You want me to write a book?
She asks what my favorite food is. In annoyance, I write "food. I like food.". Gee whiz.

She calls me a typical guy. Oh my.
This made me smile. I havent in a while.

She likes italian. Go ride a stallion.
I like it to, but sometimes it tastes like poo.
You have to make it right. I hope she sees the light.

She asks what chinese I think is nice. I like egg fu yung and rice.

Her window closed. Oh, boy. It opened again. Who knows?

I feel I'm wasting my time. This aint even worth a dime.

But sometimes its nice to be nice.
Perhaps we can trade advice.
I continue to chat. Let me leave it at that.
Life is about rolling the dice.

HELLO CHARLOTTE!!!!!!!!!!

Allow myself to introduce...

myself.

My name is Alex and I live in the Queen City where there are no queens. Anyway, it should be going down downtown tomorow night for new years. Perhaps I'll run into one of y'all.

I think Charlotte's a pretty alright town. Like its clean, not too many homeless people and everyone likes fried chicken. That's what's up.

Let's have a party. Alright?

no, I'm the one.

He meant he's just one.

hey, nicenurse.

I live in Charlotte, love coffee and would love to meet for coffee sometime.

If you're interested, reply.

I'll be your friend

going to downtown Charlotte for New years with my boy. What you doing?

Cherries are better than berries.
I'd rather eat cherries than flirt with fairies.
I wonder how many a farmer carries.

This is a poem off the top of my head
If I don't write it I will surely be dead.

Wanna know my name? Wanna know my age?
Well, keep guessing, and then open my page.