The Help is Coming poem.


May 9 by The Running Son

The Help is Coming poem.


I need help.

With things.

When you’re with your woman

for 10 years,

you outsourse a few things haha

and forget, conveniently,

I might add to the list

of things

needing assistance.


I mean, crap gets overwhelming.

Rhymes at sometimes fly out

side no help is needed

trees have their clan

of believers.

They fly and swoop and clean up and

celebrate the cheers

of all the universal teams

of supportive dreams


of loops

and new help swooping down.

to save me. Ha. Too late.

See this place?

I can fumbl

out a rimertoo

But keep my bills, life, climate

of good thoughts

and thinking, I need help.


Man, sometimes you just do.

Blog help.

Tag help

and life help and you helping me

helping my self to reach out.

Say, Mannnn. I just need some help.

And may get it. Hope u do. Really. No-help parties always suck.


Speaking of, Think I’d b fun at p-arty-s these days?

Dont give

funtime supper card-playin

help me I’m down 50 dollars or a bunch of yen

and pesos

pacing and keeping place with our cries for a

stage of relief.



We say it. But we hate it.

I dont need no #!!!@(&%!!


o baby. You have noooooo idea.



How lovely you really are.

Help is here.








2 thoughts on “The Help is Coming poem.

  1. dont sound like you cant manage on your own – helpful?

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