In a mood for poems

Sometimes I will get into really intense moods of needing to write a poem. One of my favorite activities from my poetry class in college is deconstructing already written poems and creating your own, only using the words from the poem, and using ALL of them. It gets hard, like a puzzle but it can be a lot of fun. One of my other favorites was constructing a poem using only this list of the most common words. Anyways, I was really in the mood tonight so I took an random e.e. cummings poem and made one out of it.
Here is the original:
Humanity i love you
because you would rather black the boots of
success than enquire whose soul dangles from his
watch-chain which would be embarrassing for both

parties and because you
unflinchingly applaud all
songs containing the words country home and
mother when sung at the old howard

Humanity i love you because
when you're hard up you pawn your
intelligence to buy a drink and when
you're flush pride keeps

you from the pawn shops and
because you are continually committing
nuisances but more
especially in your own house

Humanity i love you because you
are perpetually putting the secret of
life in your pants and forgetting
it's there and sitting down

on it
and because you are
forever making poems in the lap
of death Humanity

i hate you


Here is mine:
because you would rather
unflinchingly applaud success,
parties
your flush pride
than Humanity.

buy a drink
and it keeps you from continually committing.

your soul dangles from the life
in your pants - embarrassing for both.

and

I love you because you are in your own home, The Old Howard.
putting the secret in the lap
and forgetting

perpetually I love you
and when you're hard up. Black on Boots. Making Songs.
of Humanity, death - it's there and sitting down at pawn shops.

I would be his watch chain, your pawn.
all because I love to enquire of intelligence, but
you are nuisances
(country home, mother, hate, humanity)
containing the words and forever making the poems.

"you love you, all because you are sung"

whose all, and when?

which because...because of the Humanity of you.

And I, but more especially, because of you.



More monsters are coming, no worries. Just one of those days.
-Emma