two poems i wrote whil eup very late one night

the end

if more stuff started with the end
it would save a whole lot on the shit in the middle
but, if we were in the middle,
then we wouldnt be
because it has ended, see?
then what would end?
time?
but there isnt any time at he end of time
because its the end, see?
so bring me a whiskey and a cigarette
but you better hurry
the end is nigh

words

the words make
words into other
words
like if i said 'i' 'love' 'you'
what doe sit mean?
does the 'love' make the 'you' a part of 'i'?
the other half of 'I'?
which is weird, because 'I' is just a line
and if you cut a lin in half, its two lines.
so the two halves are wholes
then 1 and 1 make two
so 'we' arent one.
but 'i' still 'love' 'you'.

ooh i really love the second one. they are both "pondering" poems i think, with a lot of questions.

thank you = )

Wow, I really like "words"

It made me smile.