Tick tock, boom boom,
Tick tock, boom boom,
Tick tock, boom boom,
Tick tock.

Like a drum time beats on.

Eating green peas,
Looking at the stalk curling,
With little twists and curves and edges.

What is that plant thinking of when it twists?
Is it pain? Is it bliss?
Beautiful and healing I thank the plant.
And continue eating...

How pretty is this little squiggly curved thing.

Were going to the movies,
Happy as a child,
Seeing it's mother for the first time.
Words I can not find them.
Wishing I could make this poem better.
Pondering on my last poems lost and what if.
But were going to the movies!


........joy................ ... .. . (crawls in a ball)

Walking in a world I don't understand half the time...

It's like being in a bubble watching the world go by.
Wondering who are these people?

It's like the taste in your mouth when you haven't brushed your teeth.
Bitter, thick, thoughts dancing in my head but no one's having a party...

I take a deep breath look away from the screen hold that moment for a few seconds staring into space like a lunatic but.... still.

What am I looking at... nothing.

Lost.

What if I don't want to try,
Slowly watching myself as I start to die.

What if I don't want to give,
Doing nothing until I no longer live.

What if I don't want to,
Have you ever thought of that!

Not that I can't.... but what if I just don't want to...

So this is me...
Drinking tea, writing , listening to Jazz.

The voices the voices,

Inspire,
Entrance,

*** o bee, boop, shuu boop.
The skill, the dance.

You should turn some on,
Give it a chance.

..... And all that Jazz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!