Ridiculous...

These are some poems I wrote with classmates in my poetry class last semester... they're supposed to not make sense or be badly written, so enjoy. :)

My heart is like a bomb
tick, tick, ticking
in the heat of a song.
You are my spark
my ignition
found in this song of a lark.
Our love is the ocean
Baby
and we're lost in it
lost between where the water
meets the sky.
Lost between silence
and the gull's cry.
Our love makes the earthquake.
We cause erosion.
Gleam in my eye,
my heart is an explosion.

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You chocolate, in time, spark the soul
of what spirit audio drives the core
it was my prime juvenile horror
how much time in part, does autumn have in a bowl

The various styles of pain and rage
the vanity of a club soda, which I adore
of sea she probes intention and more
separate truth from holiness, not written on the page

My good vision, or something that comes together
the flavor of my rhythm is sacred
it's my mesmerizing mecca, my virginity

This is my vinegar, vinegar forever
it's my present, my conscious, hatred.
The places in the world, hate is serenity.