Low fuss, no muss, a floating pace of dreamy.
Attain awakenings, waking up a cloud late afternoon
Go as you please, no boss to answer or try to please
On a strict clean, diet of quietude candle moods.
Many modern amenities are lost here, in the woods.

When in doubt, pouting about, feeling empty without…
Say it loud… ain’t this Somethin’?

Everything is possible, the universe is proof
The infinite and the finite
We all know how to seek & look,
Dream big out loud, drink up the stars,
Say it… now, ain’t that something?

If Everything is everythang,
Then Nothing’s impossible
To achieve, and it’s easier to blindly believe,
But we must prove it with something
Seeing is not just looking
Like a man,

Who wakes from sleep walking,
(Footprints in the sand)
Because sometimes, having Nothing leads to
Hating everything, but I tell him, (Lucid now)
Ain’t Life Somethin’?

So stop the ******* complaining, wars & politicking
Killing and polluting the planet, please stop...
Now
Don’t stop making more of love, no sexting
No prostituting out your family’s church
When it’s door to door, behind closed doors,
In missionary…
In the family, the genus of propagation
Genius of gifts, over population...
***

A little something can be everything,
To those poor and lonely.
Hungry
For a smile be it ever so
    humbled
Behind a mask ‘ can’t breathe,
“—‘Said speak don’t mumble”
Show some sincerity please
just because...

Ain’t this Somethin’?
Witnessing this moment’s
Spectacular Now…

It’s Time we have/
More than talk
(tik tok)
Don’t spend too much of it trying
Or surfing the web crying
Living ain’t dying, just quit hiding...

—Rather, Go! play outside (boy)
With Laughter and joy —it’s quite
Somethin’
To gaze upon starlit skies
Rather soar on high/ space flight

Big Bang —Surprise! ...
Ain’t Life Somethin’?

Live it, love it, hate it, **** it
Not for nothin’
But ain’t you Somethin’?
Give it your all
Give it life, you mothers...truckers...shucks!
A Word is a word, ya heard?
Cuz Life is quite Somethin’—
At birth Til six ft *****
We are worthy
We are...
Certainly beloved,
                  ain’t it Somethin’?

(If it's your life, be ‘Captain’)

Don’t take one late nights,
Drunken tourists ride the C.a.t.
Smells of Treez and ****.

The Strip is teeming
Youths high on debauchery.
Needs to feel alive.

If and when you decide to associate with those outside
The Haphazard herds that gather with the flies
From Downtown to the town of Desperations
Sin City alien Nation

Them who have nothing with everything to lose,
Their thinking only to stay alive, where they can find
A fix for the next high,
Their excuse for being outside (betraying everyone who might
Give a ****):  “it’s nothing personal, it’s how to survive”
*******, thieving, lying, Oscar worthy tears in their eyes
Manipulation game for those who still have their feelings
They will claim that they’ve become wild
The reason for getting caught for crimes that uproot the lives
Like us who trust too much
Those as human as we who try to
Make a difference
But don’t let them inside
Don’t listen to a word said
They’re so absurd, so street savvy, lavishing every lie
For the marks that we are,  ignorantly happy, yet
Kept in the dark …

If you should brave the depraved
From Carbuncle Blvd.
Take it from one who’s been there, don’t stay
Don’t bother to even try to find out
Why & who & what they’re about
They’ll only disappoint you, don’t be a fool,
Hardened your skin, don’t swim in that pool,
Inside where the heart begins and the soul ends
Don’t expect too much from the start
If you should associate with them,
Pack light for hell, when you depart…
Presume to have no answers or a cure
for those on Carbuncle Blvd.
deception is certain, don’t become the fish on the lure

Imperfect and as human as we all are,
If you should take a chance to make someone’s day
Those who have become lost and stray
Be certain of any risk, if you should care to
Associate with the worst kinds in pain
Fall if you must, but do so like the rain
Make your heart like iron among the rot
There on Indigent Lane, USA
But in the rain, all steel will rust, if you befriend
That unkind loss, please
Leave behind your trust, avoid any pain.
If and when
You associate with them again, those outside
Be a light among the dark,
Be prepared for loss, in streets all cross
They will care not, tear you up and apart
If you must depart, high as the albatross
From here to There
Be prepared, should you care at all...
Make a difference


(People are the world’s scars—save the planet with the heart)

The aging blind man at the florist's
Recalls his vision,
The statue of his former youth.

Alas when sight was fragrant.

Here, the sensation of scent
Is a meadow of heartache
When days were alive as fresh bouquets,
Nostalgic perfumes upon her grave.

Alas when love was fragrant...

He carries her lilies out the door,
Old and blind,
A man holding on to all memories
Of bright before’s.

Alas when life was fragrant…

Holiday seasons’ snowy glens
Inside the frosted windows, white.
Bundled in the warmth of love so tight.
Evening Star upon Christmas tree whilst
Rushing in excitement to unwrap and tear free,
Needful youths for things of worth:
Acts of kindness louder than words.
Lovely all of winter’s gifts —sharing the world, hibernal.