"Some assorted poemses."

I've gotten back into writing things on y'know, really real paper, a lot lately. Here's some of the results.
"axium of comparison"

axium of comparison
like happy or sad
the ever present
"in or out" yes,
you need tiny tiny feet
to stand on the line
i guess you could say
i broke my toes trying
last known coordinates
stuck in quadrant III
a long fall down this dirty paper

(Note: A math class poem. An AoC is the line on a graph for an inequality that divides the plane into 2. Above the line is "greater than" and below the line is "lesser than". If you can think of the concept of different sized infinities, you'll note that the dividing (equal to) line is tiny in comparison to the subplanes.
Also, quadrant III is the bottom left square of the plane; All points are negative there.)

"Wilderness"

mountains, hills, valleys
rivers ran red
a world streaked across this skin.
for once,
it is only my own. yeah,
i got Mother Nature
fooled real good.

"Isolation (bubbles)"

your world is a soap bubble
light on the breeze,
shining swirl in an always sun
i touch it
and it shatters
into a thousand seconds of light
never to be mine.
never for me to hold.

"smooth skin"

sometimes i think
it might be funny
to touch your face.
i bet if i tapped it,
it'd all just shatter
or maybe slither off
like the skin of a snake.
i wonder,
would i find this thought so funny
if i could really see you?
oh,
the wonders of makeup.

"topography"

i don't want much.
i am a simple girl.
i only want
a switch of worlds.
all i want,
all i really want
is to be part
of some beautiful topography.

That's it. La.