No need for shallow chest breath
I am safe
I can breathe through my belly
Deep, becoming regular
Soothing, smoothing, slowing

No need for organised thought
I am shielded
I can relax into this place
Calm, becoming gentle
Softening, swaying, sliding

No need for clock watching
Dali time only
I can exist, chrono-sheltered
Now, becoming ageless  
Melting, muting, morphing
Here…

A door with round window
Mellowing to Renoir-lens
Glossy, smudgy, charm
Hobbit-style architecture
Familiar, shire-y, amiable
Lit warm and soft

A brown carpet bag
Caressing the rich pile
Sturdy, salvaged, true
Tardis-like inner structure
Dependable holder, infinite
For weights and woe

Smooth, even, stone stairs
Descending in timeworn strength
Secure, bendless, cool
Delivering, guiding journey-way
To ease and mend

I tender-lift my bag
Zip open for a prize
On every step

Each stair a healing game
The bag a hungry friend
To hold my heavy goods
And bare them strong for me
As I descend

Step one is for fear
Two for screaming
Three for ache
    with blurred-out meaning
Four for panic
Five dark-dread
    that slither-twists through sleep in bed
If guilt is six
Then shame is seven
    long blame-soaked school without a lesson
Eight for pleading
Nine for weeping
Ten for wounds, and burns, and bleeding

The bag now zipped, trapped weights and woe,
is set down gently, as I go
All grateful heart, and kindess-eyed
Door opens as
I walk outside

Pelosi, Harris, Newson if you please
All Took their share  Government deceived

Gruesome Newson took the ***** prize
Stiff competition for who is most despised

California was a place of opulence
Pelosi destroyed San Francisco pestilence

People could steal up to $1000 dollars
And not be charged The stores hollered

They were forced to allow destruction
In the false pretense of reparation

Gucci, Chanel Prada, Finest shopping
like locusts they came counter hopping

Broken glass Stores gutted fire remained
The fire burnt out charcoal left it’s stain

Strategically groups hit a street of stores
Filling their cars with their horder scores

There were cameras all around
No arrests were ever handed down

Bathrooms Human waste on the sidewalks
Toilets locked *** **** maps people talk

Drug addicts die zombie comatose frozen
from around the world free drugs chosen

An attempt to get them out of a ***** tent
Homeless in fine hotels Government spent

Drug paraphernalia placed in the lobby
A **** lab caught on fire, druggies hobby

People came from far and wide to get high
Partied ***** drugs fentanyl they died

Another failed project Quietly went away
Harris refused to prosecute anyway

A bail fund to get criminals out of jail fast
I quote “this will not stop it will last

“They will not stop after the election
nor should they. This will continue.”
(Kamala Harris)

Harris loves, vin diagrams color coded
The wheels on the bus duly noted

Criminals destroyed San Francisco
Gavin Newson’s the biggest fiasco

There’s so much that could’ve been done
to prevent these wild fires blistering sun

An Arsonist lit ten fires before she caught herself a blaze, went to a firemen hot haze

Found Accelerant fire starters in her car
No Help from the border czar

Thank to Harris the Arsonist lickety-split
set 5 more fires before she was caught lit

Arsonist quoted, “California burn it down”
Newsom playing the blame game clown

Arsonist demanded “If we don’t get
what we want, we’ll burn it to the ground.”
No comment Newson never around

The destruction for his sake  magnitude 8
California unable to rebuild in his wake

So many homeless bursting at the seams
Mass ****** Crimes women’s screams

be careful walking from the store to the car
Criminals on the rise abducted not far

Gang, ****, *** for sale, darker from there
Government housing, new homes bare

Migrants want to take over our entire city
They tell you one group Areas are for pity

Demanded immigrants congregate together
Sharia laws, private Police lines tethered

Tags Look what gangs are in control
American Quickly learn to stay or go.

If you wonder what is in store
Look California her beauty is no more

Newson A puppet on a string
King of Jerkwater USA no bling

Don’t fret, even when people are down out
In prayer God’s clout,faith without a doubt

Inspired songs

1) I love you, California
music by a.F.Frankenstein
lyrics, by F.B.Silverwood

2) Hotel California by the Eagles
(this is what we’ve become)

Derail your anxious train of thought

Open your inner spirit

And enter the dream corridor
like a leaf from a tree in its dying season

Coma come quiet
Airless linger delight

Sacrificial pasts
give you the power
to leave places

The world won't get better
but you will