I used to write sad poems,
but now I right happy ones.
Instagram is stupid,
but it is our fault.
My name is Ray Ray
and I will buy you a puppy jones.
Exclamation points
are marks in the dark.
I may half to cut off my thumb
just to keep going with this vocation.
Mix red and blue to make me purple
on an early Wednesday.
Bad TV is a reflection on me
more than this couch and its position.
I used to right sad poems,
but now I write regular ones.