Poetry

Good Genes, Bad Environment

I want to pass on my genes thru her
I want to pass on my memes thru her
I want to dream with her
And have nightmares with her
I want to pull out my hair with her
I want to scare her just to prepare her
For the real world
The good kid, mad city baby
It’s a gene swirl

Standard

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s