Can’t sleep as usual, mind full of racing thoughts
Scattered and unusable, but I must connect dots
Dreams are delusional, paralyzed stomach knots
Life is quite amusable, eternal electric Alan Watts

Searching for meaning in this forever fleeting
Deceiving the future and constantly competing
Passed last stop for gas running late for meeting
Presently stuck in a moment and it’s so defeating

So what do you do?

Well… I change my tone to match the question and try and avoid the slightest detection of my macro case of dereliction by trying to fit into this new unnatural selection.  How about you?

Oh me…. I’m an administrative associate’s assistant advisor to the senor executive director of advanced growth and analytics but….

In my free time I also dabble as a life coach consultant and a freelance enthusiast, who doubles as a self loathing soothsayer who’s also exultant towards psychic’s and any genie’s wish and I pose as a ******.. analyst just to credibly prognosticate the general gist of horror scopes…I know it all sounds pretty… prophetic, but I always act humble and keep it 100 % copacetic

So if you’re making a list, wondering where all your time went, or just one of my many haters

Go ahead and get ******… later, because I’m also the president of the meetup group for ……Procrastinators.

The answers lie within you
Choose the proper venue
To convey finally just who
It is that you've grown into

It Must be tough to decipher and decode
Amongst the multitude of masses of guys
How's a woman ever supposed to know
If we're just wearing their designer disguise

So if you have a message you'd like to tell
Or if you have some organic goods to sell
And if you'd love to also avoid eternal hell
Join hello poetry and crawl out of that shell

Good evening to all, I shall be your host
So won't you all raise your glass's please
A tribute like this, requires a proper toast
So take this one moment in time and freeze
For on this eve we shall honor all the ghosts
Who have epiphanied us all to our knees
So no matter who you may love the most
Let the collective works remind us to seize

The day, started out different, I'm not a morning person by any means
But this morning I awoke, with clear thoughts and vivid dream scenes

It was as if my body was merely a vessel
and my mind was possessed
But instead of my soul fighting to wrestle
It conceded, for I was blessed

A voice spoke to me for all of humanity
And warned that the words that I will channel
May have people questioning my sanity
Convicted by a psychoanalytic jury and panel

I was sound asleep when a voice awoke me from my bed
A whisper "Listen closely to me", the first ghost softly said
"There is absolutely no reason to sleep, after you are dead
So please share the words that I place in your head" he pled

Young man, rest is assured, allow me set the presage
After words are procured and you send my message
You will slumber so peacefully knowing these deeds
Shall contribute to billions of thought provoking seeds"

I said "let me sleep on it", for it was a very long day that I had endured
But I must admit, the concept of immortality absolutely had me lured
He said, "Just remember words are meaningless once you leave earth
Goodnight sir, and by the way, my name is William, for what it's worth

Listen to yourself and you'd say that you"re all talk
Winning poker table voice screaming at you walk!
Driving broke to the market, his words now mock
Try not to crash, bones as fragile as a celery stalk

I'm just an ant treading up a log
Stuck in dreams of peanut butter
Just want to have my own dog
But my mind is filled with clutter

Chug draino to remove the clog
Clear words fall with a stutter
Sprinting straight into the fog
Running circles in the gutter
Safe advice to slow to a jog
Just another cookie cutter

Competition strikes again awakening your soul
Ambition instills your heart again filling the hole
Attrition burns you down like the fire"s last coal
Mortician helps you achieve your ultimate goal

I point the finger, and it flips me off all the same
I long to linger an yet anoint death all the blame
Just like the singer sings of the false eternal flame
A dead ringer but I yearn for just one more game

I Never was a huge fan of crowds
144 souls in tow,
on the shoulders of two

Floating just above a sea of clouds
You never know
What humans may do

I'm free up here, gliding through the air
Enjoy a free drink, and just let the pilots care
Captain D.B. Cooper flying only god knows where
Tray tables are stowed,happily reclined in my chair

I pray that heaven has no bag fees
And no security checks please

No need to wait in any lines
And no fasten seat belt signs

Strap in for life, there will be immense turbulence
All the more rewarding, dog"s first time over the fence
So seize thy day, for it's your vessel alone that you're commanding
So flight attendants don't even think about preparing for landing

You are the epitome of a Broken, masterpiece
A Happy little accident, like a Robert Ross Tree

To procrastinate would just dehydrate their fate
Riddled and widdled to core instincts so innate

Like when reincarnated DNA lays a dinosaur egg

Like someone offering you a hand when you need a leg

Like a slap in the face when you wanted a hug

Like a crap in the place, but right on your rug

My point is you're rare, so much so ...so much I just don't know or care, because such blind luck should appropriately just not give a ****, or maybe give two...... and so the challenge lay at an absolute stalemate. Next time we shall both properly hydrate and then get in too mate and then hit the snooze and sleep in late...

Envisioning the day and that pure feeling captured by Completing
I'm at the post apocalyptic book signing, chatting up fans, Greeting
All the new faces, places, fame, fortune, there's very limited Seating
No time to breathe, your fifteen minute dream is up, life is Fleeting

And then you awake, to find yourself at the back of a cargo ship
Cheap worldwide vacation cruise, where I'll focus and get a grip
Reality was never too good to me, just a meaningles radar's blip
Now I can finally focus and write that perfect script on this Trip

Drip...Drip....Drip...

Distractions creep in my mind, what's that smell? A familiar Stink
Deep penetrating pungent stench, a repugnant reminder to Think
Delve into the details, my eyes grow blurry, but before I can Blink
Dawn is gone, and darkness is upon us as the ship begins to Sink

Precious cargo plunging to the bottom of the sea, I clasp to a Crate
Driftng away, I cannot help but ponder if I've decided my own Fate
Always on the cusp, right on the brink, this time it may be too Late
Gazing into Dusk, falling asleep, the devil will never Procrastinate

Once I'm finally there, I just can't wait to leave
Emergency Exit strategy hidden up my sleeve
Stop, Ask for directions, your biggest pet peeve
You can Wanderlust for life, if you only believe

Nothing is as it seems, just an elaborate facade
Funeral of my dreams, just you, me, and god
Just wait for the sign to be forced to applaud
Thy worms will dine, grim reaper's final nod

I share with you,
  not for hubris or ego
    compliments or motivation,
       I share with you as a vessel to and from experience,
         to possibly influence the consumption of gumption,
           and the delumptious taste of this drink called Life

And so on and especially so forth, as it shall in time provide your journey's story and future clues to the scavengers of whom may choose to pursue, and even if they might peruse and cruise, they shall never ***** or shout, or begin to muck about but instead all cohesively be care free and gumption fillled to the Ump's teenth degree. Progress for the Better, Don't read the blinding letter... but if you do, Why pray our souls to keep, in a pickled formaldehyde case, so ******* cheap, that it eventually begins to seep and creep into the membranes of societies creek, who proceed to reap... and sOw, everything you thought you know, and renipulate and regurgitate their own versions of twisted and ManUScripted fate. They say don't hate, just *******
But the Globe is warm, despite all their charm
So I say we try and pray collectively all at once some day and unite the nobles of our HUMAN race.

I'm nothing more than a fly on Life's expansive wall
The news spread to swat me swiftly through the air
And as I'm gliding aimlessly with my effortless fall
I wonder how it used to feel, back when I use to care

My withered wings, Oh the places They have soared
Lascivious flings, Oh the territories I have explored
Jewels and things, all just pointless awards adored
Like retired Kings, I've grown tired, old, and bored
Yet my soul clings, for anything I may have ignored
and then it sings, a melody that leaves you floored

Recklessly I must abandon thee,
this identity bestowed upon me

Although I have a penchant for living
knowing it will end is so unforgiving

Part of a species that could never be stranger
That Recklessly we shall eventually endanger

So please let these words do their job and nourish
Your mind, body and soul are now free to flourish

A constipated mind, needs brain fiber to thrive
But an outdated grind, bleeds just to stay alive

Despair, no more, fore at day's end, in his easy chair
His beat up feet, feel better because of the street

I dreadfully miss school, because of the days I played sick
Instead of staring away the day watching the clock tick
The time was finally free, scheduled for no one else but me
Then the universe explained exactly who you're meant to be

Those feelings that pervade overwhelm like a soft parade
Memories are catalogued until your mind's marathon is jogged
You close your eyes to recreate, the music sounds, it's not to late
No time to waste,  remember the smells and that sumptuous taste

The memories are always so vivid and sweet,
Yet the feelings are forever frozen and complete

You can chase a ghost all the way to the grave
Dying is for everyone, but living's for the brave

I must applaud the big Facade
While I Ignore and try to Avoid
Let's complain, we're annoyed
But I do implore, the employed
To abstain from time enjoyed
Because my motto will always be
To age very slow...live, abnormally

Twenty eight years have passed, but count up the hours I'm awake
Your Paralyzing fears harassed you, time to see just what's at stake
Raise a glass and cheers the amassed burning candles on your cake
As your regretful tears fail to mask the pain of how you truly ache

Im Alive and present in the world because I will rest less
Don't ask me what time it is, my internal clock is a mess
Anxious insomnia ever since I lay rest in the womb fortress
Experience ages you beyond the years that you will possess

Ability reminds me that the bucket list can remain extensive
Virility blinds me with a pheromone mist that can be expensive
Fragility grinds my flesh as father time's fist grows more defensive
Humility binds spirit and mind into existentialist bliss so comprehensive

I'm blessed with restless soul syndrome to be my almighty guide
Refreshing zest and vigor to accompany me after all things eyed
Even if she's the best I can't see myself settling for just one bride
So let our bodies be the board and may our waters flow high tide

The skull shattering pressure at the bottom of the deep blue
Shall never dare compare to the despair that I feel losing you

Vivid Memories of you in my head will eternally continue to flow
Even long after we are both dead, the wind will still start to blow
And while you are still ahead, I'll wonder if its you, but never know
The bittersweet curse instead to live as the suffering begins to slow

Temptation blinds us as our bodies dance so perfectly rhythmic
Cohesively combined and intertwined in and act so divine until
The sensation reminds us that our powers together are cataclysmic
The way you're designed must be make believe, intelligence's will

Searching for words to procure for your essence would be absurd
Even my futile attempts here and now will somehow be obscured
So let this be a warning to me to enjoy the journey and all endured
From her spell I can never be cured, and rest is never again assured

So may our ghosts elope and dance with the fateful wind
Because I never, ever want this majestic perfection to end

I’ve had vibrant red, sun bleached dreams
Ever since I was lost at Sea
Completely empty, I’ve reached extremes
No human should ever be
Vivid Memories of now dried up streams
On this island for an eternity
Right when things fall apart at the seams
Hope springs a letter to me

I uncorked the bottle and began to read:
“A Scar let’s us feel what it’s like to bleed
And a Scar reminds us what we truly need
But now forget the past, and plant this seed”

A solitary grain of hope gifted me an epiphany
As I now believe, you must get lost to truly see
Perspective says that life is really just mentality
So I planted that mystery, and waited patiently

I dozed off in the shade, the sun began to fade  
I dreamt in red again, about an apple tree of sin
That Shiny red bliss, crisp inviting perfect kiss
Classic true romance, Eden Garden slow dance

I awoke from the rain, to see a sprout was born
Emotions overcame, like angry woman’s scorn
Written like a book from Nathaniel Hawthorne
I can barely look, please god make it a unicorn!

So I can fly far away, and forget every other day
Wanderlust and roam, Heaven send me home
One last breath, before I finally reach my death
But something succulent penetrates my Nose
As my eyes gaze upon a Perfect Scarlet Rose

With motivation so fragile and ever fleeting
like the bumbling male’s chances of meeting ...

In real life for a coffee, drinks, maybe dinner
She looks different from her pictures, thinner?
They drank enough to let the guards within her
Down until that Sunday morning original sinner
Came around, and only a priest can be a winner

Sometimes things are exactly as they seem
Beer goggles on with a full head of steam
****** schemes rising to the top like cream
Broken rubber contributes to a new regime
Millions of soldiers swimming upstream
Each and every one with an existing dream

Hoping and wishing on a lucky lottery ticket
As the activists line up with signs to picket

To make sure none of them will ever die in vein
But I have to be honest, only one of you will reign
Some of you will drown while going down a drain
Some of you will simply end up as a fabric stain
Fear not, for the only one who will ever feel pain
Shall be the one who meets existence and it's bane

They tried their best to have me aborted
Hip to their scheme, their plan I thwarted
Fit Survival extremes, to which I resorted
And into the world I was finally imported

It's the same old story, just copied and pasted
Plagiaristic pilgrims never caught or lambasted
Ahh the victory of life, best thing I've ever tasted
So try a sample before it goes stale and is wasted

If we should happen to part, the eternal sun would cease to shine
The sound of a ripping heart, leaving me deaf, dumb and blind

The Heartache came so fast, yet is here to stay for many moons
Friends tell you it won't last, yet so many tear fueled monsoons
Dried eye stains from the past, memories windswept over dunes
Ashes in a wasteland so vast, recycled with relationship typhoons

Let and set yourself free
Do all that you can do
No reason to ever worry
You"ll always be with you

Please Leave your pride at the door
Where we"ll go
you won't be needing that anymore
Goodbye ego..
Stripped naked and bare to the core
Pretend to know
Prognosticate from human folklore
So high and low
Never meant to know what's in store
Life"s ebb and flow

Awaken from your sleep
Dust the tools off the shelf
So many promises to keep
How nice to meet yourself

Sliding down a savagely slippery *****
A downward spiral obstructed with fate
I found my Mechanism, now I can cope
Checkers before her, my soul chessmate

As cold as a glacier, shivering and frigid
I lay in the snow, halfway frozen to death
I was as stiff as a statue so hard and rigid
Her lips greeted mine with heaven's breath

It's now clear to me I was paralyzed before
A shell of myself, many layers left to peel
Standing still with deaf ears upon the door
You opened it and gave me ability to feel

I see the future in your eyes, just like an old soothsayer
Her smile won a nobel prize, for answering my prayer

They say underachieving is an overrated skill
But Who's better qualified for your time to ****
So let me proceed to bleed just to prove I'm alive
You'll never have to leave if you constantly arrive

They say Confucious once said that he's the true root of all confusion
And stars are really just God's making love, we call it nuclear fusion
Metaphorically I smite thee with blasphemy as I come to a conclusion
Then I left somehow forgetting to remember time is merely an illusion

They also say most communication is nonverbal and it crept in my head
I had so many questions to ask, but figured they were better left un-said
And as I opened my mouth I saw a sign with the words "better off read"
It was the manual to the future, "Stare at your phones until your dead"

Standing at the edge of the cliff
Want to swing but afraid to whiff
Waited too long my bones are stiff
Trying to interpret like a hieroglyph

Over analyze your over analyzations
Embrace all the nervous sensations
Inner voice shouting accusations
Fading and drowning aspirations

Pardon the interruption
As my heart skips a beat
I propose an introduction
How nice of us to meet
Suffering silent suffocation
To finally breathe is a feat
To follow no instruction
An empty blank paper sheet

Excuse me maam,My name is Drifton, and Im really not a threat
But I can see it from your shoes and I know you have to jet
But to me you must see the worse thing in this world is regret
Weighing heavier on me than any imaginable amount of debt

So many things to say and potential memories to create
Yet we will never know as my writing made me hesitate
I watch you walk away with a rapidly racing heart rate
What am I gonna say..start a debate,ask for a date...great
She's gone forever as I fill up with self indulged irate hate
Erase her memory eternally,my spotted minds blank slate
How many times has your soul lead you astray to a mate
Forever Immortalized within these words, a far better fate

Quality is all relative, just try and keep it simple
They all see a beauty mark but I just see a pimple

Tomorrow will be different I predictably once again mutter
Wake up feeling brand new and rid my life of all the clutter
Familiar friend snooze shows up again and closes the shutter
Each vibrant night so filled with life then awaken in the gutter

Lunchtime sleeps in again just woke to a say good afternoon
Sneaky evening sweeps in again, happy hour came too soon
Priorities drank to a crooked ***** now found a mate to spoon
Tomorrow's excuses are tonight's mistakes, I blame the full moon

What better day then tomorrow I say, to start to stop to procrastinate
Appropriately bleak is the morning when the sleep I seek is tasty bait
A vicious deprived morning guy curses the night guy"s life with hate
He replies to his morning eyes, sleep when we"re dead, but it's too late

A veil blankets the city with tranquility as the hours seep rapidly into the deep night
Each passing minute jealous of the last for being too fast and now it's all about spite
If sleep was just wrong, then you could write a song, about finally wanting to be right
Reminded again, right on time as I'm finally tired at the first sight of the morning light

To any beings listening in our collective universe
I want to send a signal before things are any worse

If this message finds you, well, please consider my humble plea
I know you're quite advanced and probably extremely busy
But remember, that we too, navigate the great cosmic sea
And that we are all family, eternal relatives, theoretically

Now a little about us, so you can determine our worth
We are called humans, from a little place called earth
Now, I know you googled us, and what you're probably thinking
Laughing at us on our knees in a church, as our ship is sinking
As we drive in our hum v's, and watch NASCAR without blinking
Breeding like mad bunnies as our resources continue shrinking

You must wonder, why even bother, with a species so perverse and cursed?

Would the juice be worth the squeeze, with human's unquenchable thirst?

And I must reply, that I know for a fact if the situation happen to be reversed.....

Out of the ever expanding universe, Humans would absolutely volunteer first

It could be worse, but it could also be better
Magic violent burst, brought us all together
War, famine, death, no sympathy for us devils
Our final breath,exhaled with empathetic levels

I don't know what your planet is like over there
Or if you call yourselves "people" or even care
But we are inherently good, and ignorantly rare
Social altruistic beings, who really love to share

Our minds are built to question and ponder
And our feet are driven to lustfully wander
Our hearts grow heavy, as our emotions Fill
Tears fall like a broken levee,last test and will

We lie then cry as we conform to various roles
We try and try to chase down impossible goals
We fear once you arrive,there will only be coals
We pray to your planet,please S.ave O.ur S.ouls

Well, If not now, then when?
Do you want to look back?
And ask how long it's been?
Or When you went off track?

Allow me to introduce you to the future
Unwrapping gifts on Christmas morning
Cover your brains wounds with a suture
Fading Memories you continue adorning

In Time"s eyes we are all just peasants
So let this be your official forewarning
Enjoy the now, and relish your presence
And after I'm gone, I want no mourning

Wake up instead and go full steam ahead
My absence presents you new shoes to fill
Use them to prove that I"m not truly dead
And be my living testament, this is my will

You never know until you go
Fear of the enigmatic mystery
And so you’ll choose to wait

Epiphany streams, a serene flow  
Capture peace and embark free
Reflections reveal, it’s not too late

Ensconced in the shimmering Afterglow
Wide open third eye begins to finally See
Merrily gliding dreams floating into fate

High up on the precipice gazing down below
Eternally one with the universal hum, just Bee
Buzzing all the way to the day of heaven’s gate

Hallucinations in life"s desert accompanied with my unquenchable thirst
Lacerations fade to scars to prove luck"s point that it wasn"t near the worst
Temptations conspire with times inevitable push as we all learn we"re cursed
Plantations wear us down as we are all slaves until our souls have traversed
Fascinations are shared before we hitch a ride on the grim reaper"s dark hurst
Elations are defiled like a child"s smile transformed after the last bubble"s burst
Cremations are compiled as ashes drift away off cliffs and are forever dispersed
Vibrations guide us through the universe so please join me as we dive head first

Take my hand my friend and lets go be free
No need to worry about having any eyes to see
trust me as our souls dance in the wandering sea
And accompany me through this glorious eternity
We are Universally linked paralleled to every degree
Soul searching for the destination that they call journey

Brave souls are blessed with this human shell as a test
A life materially possessed leads to a lonely empty nest
So don't waste time depressed on this short epic quest
You"ll forget all the rest when our souls have coalesced

Squeaky wheel gets the grease
Try your best to remain silent
Grim reaper's dreadful lease
Kindness kills so very violent

Let them talk, and grab all the attention
Check your clock, file for an extension
Avoid the flock , ignore the convention
Long beach walk, to another dimension

The loudest voice
The most obtrusive
Now Make a choice
I'll remain elusive

So listen up I have a story to tell
About a young boy stuck in a well
Confined to a silent but deadly cell
Plagued by his own personal hell

Stick to the plan and stay prudent
To become a man first be a student

Stop, look and listen and forever you will learn
Lessons will arise and they will once again burn
Never take anything that you truly didn't earn
Impatience always rewards the bold out of turn

POEM
ABLE
VE$L
EYED

You can try and try to predict the weather
We all still end up completely lost together

I’ll be you’re umbrella for the rain
Your shelter from the hurricane
You’ll be the needle for my vein
Wax me off when I need to wain

Roulette me play the slots with Tenacious
Diligence untie your knots with Gracious
Blissfulness spreads to the ignorant Spaces
As your blackjacks crack their pocket Aces

That’s life,but sometimes we need a Joker
To remind the table that it’s not just Poker

We Arrived just on time but came too soon
Howling at the earth standing onthe moon
Alone as one we shall never know solitude
We must change now, or we’re all *******

Here I rest on this glorious glistening hill
All alone, I was thrown, and now I lay still
I possess the will, and have honed the skill
I gaze upon the city and all my voids to fill
I ponder motives behind my next pill spill
Life pauses in limbo awaiting my next thrill

I question my goal, as it"s always the same, to win
I race down the hill only to climb right back up again
The blistering snow melts in on my bare frigid white skin
I strive with the ride to rid sin and achieve peace and zen

I feel so much more after I've managed a way to lose
A constant reminder from my soul"s deep dark bruise

I"m a Snowball slowly sliding atop a slender slippery *****
Rejuvenated riding life to the next blinding glimmer of hope

Mind's running all the time, finally got in shape
Must Find the perfect rhyme,must shed the cape
Marathon approaching as you push to the max
Dreaming of the finish line, just to finally relax

The beating heart,open road, beckons to my soul
Ignited from the start, hunting the red eyed bull
As he chases his tail, spinning out of all control
Giving in to the universe and gravitational pull

My mind begins to jog, as I ponder my direction
Then, in rolls the fog, like a scandalous infection
There's a fork up ahead,and just as I start to veer
I make out the sign,it read..all roads lead to here

She is the object of affection

No matter how wide the selection

She gets in your head like an infection

She"s sweeter than any confection

But there"s a certain section

That I"m vying for inspection

Please no rejection or defection

Let me make a correction

I just want a you collection

Pardon the change in inflection

But I can"t hide the *******

Because when I look in your eyes and direction

I see more than my reflection

It's simply...just perfection

I have unbelievably Blind faith with my eyes
closed
So really you shouldn’t believe me, as I was
supposed
To be at work today, but hit the snooze and
dozed
And woke up more awakened, a new life so
juxtaposed

Now Decide which path to pursue and follow
Turn one way or plunge into a hole so hollow
Even light cannot penetrate dreams escaped
Paralleled universal hopes in a heart shaped

Box of chocolates, from my dear friend Pandora
She’s a universal translater and cosmic explorer

But please, before you choose, let me go ahead and give you a proper forewarning

You have absolutely nothing to lose, but you will be forever changed by tomorrow morning

Your mind will be free and the air will feel clean
Breathing differently, sights will seem unseen
Everything feels new, with a Refreshed old soul
It’s a brand old you, washed thru a black hole

Nobody knows the troubles you pose
Suspicion grows misinterpreting prose

For the truly mindful use rhyme for a cure
Instead of ambiguous words set on shuffle
Cluttering mind full of thoughts so obscure
Open interpretation precedes a nasty scuffle

Temporarily blind, guide dog by my side
A temporary bind, look to god to confide?

This is the strangest life I've ever known
I think, therefore I am.... Just barely alive
Existence is a dream, wake up to the phone
A voice says it's time, a journey shall arrive

Finally time to cut the cord
With a double edge sword

She fell twenty three times and was always caught
until that very last time, she really hit the spot

She has a Tendency to sue the other side for the ultimate divorce

Yet a Dependency to reckon style differences and stay the course

Sew...So many wild oats to feed the horse  

Broken leg shotgun blast with no remorse

With "Ohh" so many secrets she preys to keep
She appetizes your mind and she begins to flirt
She has so many sewed memories still to reap
Come from behind Underdog dreams of dessert
Then the Poisoned Final coarse starts to creep
Racing in your veins because her ego was hurt
So take one last taste before you drift to sleep
Enjoy that sweet final nap deep within the dirt

I'll bury letters in the ground to let them rest in pieces
They'll decompose before the world finds their meaning
Their remnants shall intertwine with the seedlings of tomorrow
And take healthy root to sprout the beginning of the illusion

It will grow and grow and reach to kiss the sky
It just exists ignorantly free of the magnitude of why
No questions asked as time will pass, a ripple in a dream
Blink twice and the dust settles riddled and pristinely clean

All is flux and our celestial sphere is making the rounds
Words seem mundane under the magnifying glass
Archaic masochisms of our mind to help try and cope
Notions shall invade to question the cyclically divine

What's the rush? We're all on the same spinning vessel
Chase your tails in the Almighty dog and pony show
Enlightenment pins the Donkey's smile on the nail
As the hammer brings down the cataclysmic blow

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TryAnd­EscapeThisMazeAndGetUnStuckFromThis,TheeWriter'sBlocK

While we are still here, coherent as it seems
And our majestic flesh vessels mold dreams
We may as well explore all necessary memes

Trivial things, can lead to tributary life streams
Create while we can steer, and embrace teams
Before once again manipulating cosmic seams

Tap into the universal solitude that is posing as thee almighty illusion, we identify as time

And take it while you can, to treat yourself to that future planned trip, embrace the fun guy

Before your grandparents pass the dream dust on so eloquently, like mentors of the sublime

Chase the days, and hop amongst the grass
Cherish the nights, and reflect on the why?

Ponder all you can, remember this too shall pass
Experience learning lessons as the years drift by

So for NOW, maybe get up, and get off your ***
And teach the choice of joy for our tears to cry.

And may you slumber tranquilly in the shade beneath the perfect summer tree breezy fade

While your past and future argue over where they’re  headed and who’s more stressed

Be a cosmic wanderer who roams with the Gnomes knowing this kiss from god is blessed

He is everywhere at once, yet a total mystery
He get's through any lock, yet never has a key
No matter where you go, there is nowhere to hide
He'll be there in the snow, he'll search far and wide

He's the shoulder for your tears
He's the blanket for your fears
He's the voice that no one hears
Yet always there all these years

He is sensitive and caters to all your needs
Where the others fail, he always succeeds
Your every hungry urge now finally feeds
He is the tourniquet for thy heart that bleeds

He is always there for you
In each and every single way
Until you find someone new
And you call him Mr. Yesterday

And now you know who this is truly about
But you may not yet know his very name
Yet you've met him without a single doubt
Because in this game we are all the same

So please, without any further delay
It is and always will be to my dismay

Allow me to introduce you to Mr. Everyman
If a girl is in need, he will be there...if he can

Wake up
Grab a Cup

A Fiend for the Caffeine
Happy Serotonin Going
Nothing but a Lush

Afternoon to Evening
Got my Dopamine Flowing
Man, what a Rush

Humming to a Slumber
Got the Melatonin Slowing
Down to a Hushhh

Pineal Gland in Hand
Got the Hormones Growing
Just about to Gush

Slip to REM and it's Fluid
Finding Zen almost Lucid
Abruptly dreams Concluded

Return to Send
Wake up!
Now do it all Again

I'd fly countless miles just to get a single taste
I'd die amidst my trials my time is mine to waste

They could bottle your saliva,so naturally sweet
In your presence, I'm so minor, so very obsolete

I'm nothing but a drone, with a dream to chase
You're so widely known, me, you could replace

Addicted,I am prone to maintain this frantic pace
And I will fly alone, for just one glimpse at your face

She'll bee the queen for years to come
Right until the kingdom comes undone
My wings are worn down and depleted
As my soul is torn down and defeated

I've hatched a plan to infiltrate the hive
As fast as I can I will commence to dive
Kamikaze madness,never felt more alive
Pollinate thy queen, only way to survive

The birds shall sing as the flowers bloom
That day I was king, my bride, her groom
A last fateful sting, as I crawl to my tomb
Thy future will bring,sake of my name soon

And now that it's almost time for bed
I'll let you know what the epitaph read
"Dreams will blind your eyes to see
Here lies my story, now let me bee"

Let’s Start off by taking a little paradise vacation
But I must forewarn your heart’s will be Racing
But Run as we must from the wild geese chasing
The true art appears not searching for motivation

It lies within the Journey, we all just love to say
Like a weekend with Bernie, I love a good cliche
But to live in the present, will carry you Eternal
But when exactly then, do I write it in my Journal

So we carved it in Stone, and painted cave walls
Some wolves roam alone, as the holy moon calls
We carve it in our skin, to sacredly commemorate
A map where you’ve been, need to communicate

A Story carries us through the Years Wondering
What glory felt like for our peers after wandering
Desert sands and vast seas a test for brave Souls
Sacred lands, fall to knees, sacrifice for the Scrolls

The future wrote me a letter saying make a Vow
If you really want to get better start right Now
You must find the right space, I’ll show you How
Now slap yourself in the face,embrace pain’s Tao

Distractions of all kinds swarming like locusts
A plague upon all minds storming for focus
Your actions obscure words from the destination
A vague reenactment, herds of sheople inflation

Thy underdog reaps always coming from behind
As the rabbit sleeps, and the tortoise seeks to find
Victories and keeps the blinders on the full mind
As Aliveness leaps and bows down to life’s grind

Within us lies the kingdom of heaven and a soul
Yet we will deny the divine as we scroll and troll
Or perhaps our mind’s happen to finally be full
Collectively spitting in the face of Eckhart Tolle

Absolutely addicted to your incipient Existence
I Crave the Elusive Allay yet fall victim 2 Evade
The Perfect words to say, yet fear my debts Paid
Life’s way, conflicted by the allure of Resistance

Your blank page lays open, Naked and Afraid
Yearning with desperate need to feel my Ink
Learning how to separate, Study how to Sink
Into the pen to bleed again, and poetry is Made

And along we tend to neglect Time passing By
As a log burns with filthy wet dreams of Paper
Water logged until it yearns to become Vapor
Analog sits in a file cabinet, “I don’t wanna Die”

Did you, too succumb? Neck pain, Head Down
Digital screen to thumb, matrix ones and zeros
Did you know the world’s running out of heros?
No more written Fables or Non Fictions
Just more smitten Labels and Addictions
Did you tell us to Swim, knowing we’d Drown?

Ignorance is ****
In the wind
However, it changes direction
Again, and again

A wish, a whirl
A kiss, on the pearl

Polished perfectly for years
To ***, distracting all fears
Like a drum rumbling from the Woulds
**** the If’s, ****, leave the Coulds

Luck like a Lady, and the maybe Shoulds
Spike dope a meanly cost of doing Goods

The dark blindfold of Lust Bleeds cold mistrust
What's foretold just misleads to finally not care
As the bold, plant the seeds, of how we will fare
As our perpetual bait breeds stereotypical fate

Question who you are before we wander too far
We'll journey in the car, just like fireflies in a jar
Adventure encroaches and ****** approaches
We shall come together like birds of a feather

Both just simple Products of blissful optimism
Until the date of that fateful fantastic Cataclism
We all stray until the day we are lost and pray
Faithful graceful servants of this tasteful earth

I pity you because you"ll never truly know the feelings you evoke
Searching for the perfect words and overcoming all my nerves
Finally mustered up the courage but to you I'm nothing but a joke
To you a few seconds worth of thought is all a man deserves

Invite me with your eyes until I finally make my move
Then you act surprised with your ego"s point to prove

Or else she's interested, engaged, polite, and very nice
But ladies please listen close to this next piece of advice

Instead of leading us all on and wasting both our valuable time
Would it be so hard to just say no, would that really be a crime

Tell me you have a boyfriend, I don't even care if its a lie
And give me credit for the courage that it even took to try

Take it as a complement and just for a second wear my shoes
All that we could be was dreamt and I woke up with the blues

You burned the blueprints, a beautiful skyscraper was to be built
I looked for clues and hints, now I pray you can deal with the guilt

I envy you, so lucky to be blessed with the ability to ignore
Sweep us under the filthy rug and strike us deep at our core
To be thrown into the junkyard that any man would abhor
You forgot we're also human beings, so I really must implore

Give us a fake number at least it will make us laugh
At least our glass will still be close to holding half

I understand your point of view, I know it must be hard
So many offers every day, always keeping up your guard
Deciding which ones to let in and which ones to discard
All while trying your best to not get emotionally scarred

But believe it or not we have feelings too and hope is like a drug
So stop our digging right away before we have our own grave dug

So I'll say a prayer for you if you truly lack the empathy to really care
Seconds of unnecessary negligence multiply into years of utter dispare
Quite an extensive list of backups just in case your heart begins to tear
The next life we'll all be roadrunners and you a coyote, karma's only fair