Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow Tender leaves And shoots of peas
It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes
Powdered salt snowflakes Dusted on stubborn dead leaves Life’s perfect white noise
To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done
Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy
The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test
The Earth is my Mother The Heavens my Dad I love my Father But I’m a Momma’s boy at heart
I don’t sense much about the futur… I don’t remember a lot about the p… All I know is this blessed presen… A gift that too shall pass
I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.
Working towards Common goals
Agile Mobile Versatile Tactile Virile
I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt under my nails
I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love