despite their attempted selves

have smelly little legs with freckles and fur

I love them

and hate them when they don't want to share their love

push me out of the way, skip me in line, etc.

But the roses growing next to the church, behind the fence with a lost basketball next to them

smell so lovely

i think 

i would be brought to my knees

if my nose could reach through the fence wire to smell them.


Your smell like grass and skin


and embarrassing

when you sit down to poop

you are vulnerable

and i hate you

but if i were to lay down and just breathe

i might just fall in love