I can hit the fastball
But I really want to hit the slider
Same thing in writing verse
The erotic comes easy
But my own core emotions
Always leave me wanting more
From myself
So, no erotic poems this morning
Going back to the basics
My need to write
I hope you will let me in
Even though I have been hard on you
I’m not a bad guy
And I don’t spit too much
When I’m at the plate
