Fingers full of salt and grease
Yet so fragile to the touch
A thin slice of potato
Is all I had for lunch

Chips only seem to fall apart
When you want them to stay whole
They’re frail and break so easily
It’s as if they’re shattered souls

And when a chip comes close to dip
Anxiety sets in
They crumble like a house of cards
Or as if they’ve committed mortal sin

I go to where geese are free to roam
Where peace sets in and sundowns glow
Where water glistens and flowers grow
A place I choose to call my home

I go to where the sky is gold
Where the trees lose leaves as they grow old
Fallen orange, brown, and leaves of red
A perfect place to lay your head

He took a stroll down memory lane
Reflecting on his years of pain
What it taught him; what remained
What to do to make it change

He was utterly confused
Beaten and abused
Danger close at every stage
He had nothing left to lose

So he walked away
To make a life in his own way
He could start fresh tomorrow
But he’d rather start today

Dancing alone is freeing
Freedom to express
Hands raised up for liftoff
In a fleeting purple dress
Eyes are closed, on tippy toes
In synchronized display
Dancing, dancing, as the legend grows
To the crowds dismay

In the game of life
I’m a pawn
I could be right
I could be wrong
I do not aspire to trump your king
I do not aspire to do anything
I go along with the ebb and flow
Easy come and easy go
There is something that you should know
I won’t think twice to steal the show
My constituents, my peers, my friends
That’s how I feel when my thoughts turn red
The fire burns like hell on earth
What’s your value, what’s your worth
Where will you be when that fires gone
Knight takes bishop,
Rook takes pawn
Checkmate