Unrefined gem
how I feel
Rereading old work
That has no
Feel

Let it all blur together
Some days you work
Some days you don’t
And maybe, just maybe
Go with the flow
Boats float for a reason?
Whatever you are trying
To show off or
Find
Or understand

It just might be a case of
replaying the same song
Don’t do that
Press shuffle,
Or even better
download a new idea

Rethink possibilities
Rebirth, simplicity and sacredness,
Drop the labels
And ramble on
For a
Man without a fave band
Is flavorless
And has no feel.

You will learn to enjoy them
Without even hearing them
Earphones or stereos.

And long road trips are for everyone
Including old ladies and kids
And elderly ladies and little
Brothers
And his friends
And Girlfriends
And lovers
And dogs

To the one who first  said life is waiting
That guy!
That guy wasn’t a ******* fool
God even gave even the fools tools
But that guy!
That guy was speaking the truth
Without even knowing he believed in
God.

Odds are not the first man quoted or first said
But odds on favorite first person to put the thought in your head

A definition will always demote, derive and diminish
The truth.

Whatever glorious future you have earned
You deserve it

And you remember it clearly you will not be the first or last
To succeed
And to write
Or to write
Or to live
Or to ponder

Or to wander.