Same girl as before. Rating: I guess that is legal in Oman Unashamed II I’m in too deep I don’ t feel ashamed I’m in love But I can’t be I can’t allow myself to be If I fall this time, I’m gone I can’t fall Don’t fall It’s so hard, because I want to …

This was a purging of my frustration about sex and attraction which culminated at a party one night in 2001. I had talked with a couple people who were obviously just attracted to attraction, and claimed to be about something more, and I found that this was all too true in my own life at …

Random poem I wrote in the same Political Science class. This one isn’t very good, though. Rating: I agree, but it’s really the Windex that does the work Memory Machine Sun streams on green it somehow takes me somewhere else my body sits in this classroom but my mind is with those I love What …

Random poem I wrote in Political Science class because I made eye contact with someone, we broke it, and it got me thinking. Rating: Well yeah, if you live in Europe Stare Tiny black dots on blue circles meet with mine hold, 2, 3 shift Why do we both move? Why can’t we hold? I …

Cheesy love poem about a recurring problem in my life where I’m in love with a girl who’s already with someone else. Rating: I’ll try anything twice Unashamed I’m not ashamed to say I’m in love I’m not afraid of what it will do My days now seem so fresh and new The future’s too …

I wrote this on a rainy day, believe it or not. To explain the angst toward modern fashion that you’ll find in this, I wrote this when a girl that I was really in to stood me up for another guy. So a lot of the self-image crap comes from that too. Just to give …

These are words that I’ve found myself uttering time and time again. It is a little bit of a pity party, though, just to warn you. But I’ll cry if I want to. Rating: Sure, I’ll have that. Letter to a Lover Are you out there? Do you even exist? Do you thiink about me …

Something I wrote right after I had spent the evening with my then best friend, knowing that I would probably never see her on a regular basis again. Ironically, there is a line in the poem saying she is “still a part of my life,” which is no longer true, considering I haven’t even spoken …

A very personal poem that I wrote when I was very pissed off, as you can tell right away. This one is a little graphic, just to warn you. Rating: Dark but pretty good Beast I am the beast I am the lust I am the degenerate I am the cursed I’m the thing I …

The shortest poem I’ve ever written. Rating: Good Time Flies My how time flies when you’re in love This past week was long as hell © 2002 Morgan Foster