A Love Letter to DUP

It's cold and rainy and I'm on my 5th poem in a week
It's better to let it out they say
So I unleash my fucked up thoughts through prose
Releasing them here
Because there's just not enough room to keep them to myself anymore
I don't even know what to do with them
So I give them to yall
Yes, yes yall
Let you decipher what I thought I meant
You seem to understand me
Better
Critique and criticism mold and shape
And I appreciate it
Cause I feel a little less lost
A little less screwed up
And then I knock, knock
Unlock the doors to your minds
What winds you up
What grinds your gears
I've come to realize that this is about as open and honest as one could be
To complete strangers
Who get it
Helping me see that even if it's rough
There's nothing new under the sun