I’m not broken
Neither are you
And there in
Lies the problem
The problem us
And it all
TugO’War (for Java, I get it)
I have tried
God knows how
I have tried
Standing on my
Side and holding
This rope letting
You win and
Drag me through
The mud of
Your life hoping
To eventually pull
You back through
To my side
But no once
I was winning
You dropped your
Rope knee deep
In mud saying
I’d rather stay
Here and wallow
Staring in disbelief
Pleading asking why
I dropped mine
And returned home
Letting you stay
Where you’ve always
Wanted to be
In your mud
But now I
Understand why whereas
Your mud is
Knee deep my
Mud’s deep enough
To drown in
AppRomance (for Java)
A long time
Ago in a
Faraway land called
Romance you showed
Your interest in
Another with conversation
An evening walk
Or sometimes even
Flowers and candy
But today in
The land called
Apps it’s performed
By a tap
Or a wink
Or a woof
Or a smile
Or even I
Suppose swipe right
SeriesFinale
Just once more
One more time
We will meet
Then I’m gone
The series finale
Only ever reruns
To be watched
Kept and revered
Let this time
This last time
Be the one
Which wins awards
Enjoys the applause
And most watched
Until our reunion
Episode eventually airs
Radio (to Java)
When you’re quiet
I know that
You’re doing things
Other than me
But your silence
Brings no comfort
For I sit
Waiting for the
Radio that you’ve
Become that I’ve
Learned to rely
To find its
Station so I
Can sing along
