My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God
I like to walk the razor’s edge I need to tiptoe through minefield… Don’t worry I’m a Libra If I have nothing else
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow Tender leaves And shoots of peas
I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze
When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections
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
Sittin’ in a patio chair Breathin’ in the cool night air Listening to the breeze Rustling leaves in trees I’m being the love of life
I loved someone and they hurt me They hurt me like I designed them… You don’t know hell Until you’ve created your own
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
I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee
If they push you Push back And go for the throat
It’s quite a process To create a person
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