Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in
One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.
If they push you Push back And go for the throat
When they say “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” What I hear is “Don’t confuse justice with spite.…
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God
Agile Mobile Versatile Tactile Virile
Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight
You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel
It’s quite a process To create a person
Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else
I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like
