Poems
For
The
Batman
11
I am
Under the mask, I breathe
My heart pumps the same red blood
I laugh at jokes, to the point of tears
Sex oh yes, sometimes with a cat in heat
I can't fly, just like a penguin can not
And I eat, and sleep
Yes life's a riddle that has to be figured out
The dent in my soul proves I am human
Poison ivy itch's me
And loneliness is the bane of my existence
As frozen as I may sometimes feel
My life like walking on egg shells
Just remember that under the rubber
Lies my skin
Its truly who
I am