Purpose calls,
but my earmuffs are too tight.
She moves on.
So,
I continue
on my carousel ride
finally alighting
just a few yards
behind
where I began.
Reeling.
Purpose calls,
but my earmuffs are too tight.
She moves on.
So,
I continue
on my carousel ride
finally alighting
just a few yards
behind
where I began.
Reeling.
that craft
that art,
that ole bullshit.
its coming.
for you.
now.
Souls join
in a night of jest.
I feel it.
deep in my chest.
love
spring
from them.
from you.
In my chest,
I feel
love.
for
You.
Thank you.
running to,
and fro:
I am building this grand…
I am composing this magnificent…
I ran…
I structure deals to help…
I build consensus for ideas and…
I lead peoples towards….
I teach our youth so …
I am an artist
I am a financier
I am a President
I am a hobo
I am a priest
I am a lover
I am a father
I am a cook.
Me,
I’m a confused
tangle, of nerves
and
memories.
I don’t care
But,
I believe.
I am not better
than you,
but I am the
single most significant
creation in this universe-
other than my dog of course.
I am a lost fucking idiot
Blind and Happy
Loving and Fearful
Focused,
and Lost.
By the way,
You are too.
and i love you.
Look
and it will bite you
On yer ass.
Don’t look
when you bite
back.
Just taste
enjoy
smile
and carry
on
From tragedy
From love
From cum
From me
From her
From sparks of,
more.
its time
and reflect,
and,
inhale again…
Ok.
lets do this.
Comes to me
in many forms.
Tonight, as a pretty face…
And a swift fall moon.
Welcome back.