Space

My inner space so when did you appear
Intruder uninvited on my plane
For lonely gripped my fingers in your sphere
Your angle’s not conducive to my aim
A vacuum mother nature does abhor
But I am not your mother little boy
And you plus me’s not what my line is for
So I’ll divide and leave remainder joy
Subtracting you negates the need to cry
The algebra of love’s insanity
My x will never equal, don’t ask why
We shoud not meet until infinity
An integer still single in my prime
What matters is I have my space in time

Wrong End

An extrovert a people kind of guy
But you will not deliver that I see
You cannot even look me in the eye
And situations end so awkwardly
Pedantic but you seem as if your bright
It’s such a shame how you refuse to fit
Annoyingly you often get things right
But home for you is wrong end of the stick
A syndrome on a spectrum did you say
Apparently not every one’s the same
And when you do a task another way
It isn’t right that I should judge and blame
And you believe you’re just as good as me
An equal simply thinking differently