sometimes I have trouble getting out of bed
I have to remind myself that’s it easier DONE than said
and every thought that manifests negativity
pulls me down the ocean -heavy weights made of lead

On the best days, I wake up in a dance
popping up in a quick shimmy- boogie- smile at hand
no second glance, or worry of the stress of the Mundane Monday
I speak romance to the mirror at every passing chance

The weather may first try to gain my trust
bird songs, licking light, no signs of gust
than it erupts, black doom lurks in front of careless moon
to the south it hid behind the mountains musk

no worries, it’s a good day to say I’m feeling happy
****** snappy moody or grumpy is not available in my vocabulary
i’m still on the groove, slipping off clothes that reflect my CAN DO attitude
slip into the shower, shifting hips to the soul tunes groove

sparkled and wet, otter of the lake, dam it feels great
Circumvent the loops, bypass the dead thoughts, like a dog i shake
bitter bumps of sand traps- sad masks- quiver at my deliver
towel away empty dreams- ugly memes that act to turn me bitter

brush away the plaque attacks in nightmare fashion
practicing faces, singing freestyle lyrics into the brush i just mentioned
ecstatic on cold marble floors- tapping toes -no closed bathroom door
easy on the pitch but ******* the message with strength rattling ROARSSSS!

I want the neighbors to hear my dynamic e-lec-tricity
hoping the good vibes vibrate past time; spread e-ccen-tricity
unique to the core, spit out dead days from sleepy heads
never going back to bed, life is outside the sheets so i greet ser-en-dipity

no job, no re-spon-si-bility EXCEPT the passions i create
truth, wonder at my superhuman shadow- outline of a cape
raise pumped fists-strangle lips quick- quit bitchni- leave complaints nonequipped
write that one down on your skin "never make the same mistakes again"

BUT gather up the courage to make mistakes and invite failure
allure bigger challenges- results become grander -risks don’t matter
obscure past EVIL deeds - misused time -walking turns to running with ease
take a photo, say "cheese!" post the groove of happy on the line of loves lure

brushed hair is dry- twinkle in the eye -[Wink] I’m superfly!
rick james playing on spotify! ******, who says life can’t get you high?!
rock into the rhythm- step stage center- spotlight -dance solo -practice makes better
i’ve SILVERED into bliss -no remorse -forget remiss- gone without ever puffing at the spliff

shoes are shined -laces wound tight -green socks :) the days feeling alright
just might take a chance on one fear everyday -365 a year -"achievement" place here
smiling like crazy- no lady in the bed- not a problem inside my head
I’m not lazy just no game lately- and its better that way- time to refocus on myself instead

I’m working to be perfect or at least better than last
morning awaken the spoken energy of the daylight to pass
out the door by nine o clock -sun shine warms on the spot
first foot drives home the message, right foot cleans up leftover wreckage

down the block- leaves glisten green- butterfly- bees- heartbeats open at the seam
good morning trees -concrete streets -sleeping lights- leftover evenin cool breeze
I’m at ease with the reality created, manifested happiness -behind me shadows faded
beat the drums to my footsteps-cars burn down ozone so i chose my feet over keys

its too easy, too easy to feel this good, dr. seuss rhymes -everyone should
or -wish they could read a book -excuses are like time --if they could find IT they WOULD-
i make few plans to keep action in a blink span
I have a list for today-it started when I awake--It read:

TO CAPTURE NOW:
1-SING SHOWERS
2 DANCE ******
3 SPREAD LOVE

understand?

Is it weird I don't find you attractive anymore?
At first sight - love.
At second - disgust.
I may be harsh, but you spoke in circles.
Lust is no replacement for love.
If your eyes weren't so yellow from the bottle driven frenzies
Maybe you would have better memory
But you chose the bowl packed tendencies
And you still can't remember my full name
You were tired and drank the quick energy upper
I watched your heart rate make your eyes quiver
And I couldn't help but think I'm looking in a mirror
Of what I used to be last year.
So this drinks to the next one
That chooses water over liquor
Not because they're less fun
Or don't like to get their quicker
But knows how to handle the pitfalls
To climb back from loser to winner.

In one year I want to fly
And not on any human made machine
or
jumping out of an airplane with a safety net to know I wont die.
Forget that nonsense,
I'm going to sprout wings out my back
Exactly where those knots have been hurting me soooooo bad
from pulling double shifts everyday
picking up 50lb bags.
I'm going to do exactly what birds do
and turn back evolution
because we all know we resemble birds when we're embryos.
But my wings won't look like angels
and they wont have feathers
instead they will have scales reincarnated
from jurassic park days.
A human pterodactyl.
And the newspapers won't know what to do with it.
What nickname would be given to the flying beast above the city?
It sure ain't superman or Lois Lane by any measure
it looks like a dinosaur with a human for a head.
And that will be me.
Flying above streettops and staring down at the landstuck animals.
I won't fight crime, or save the world
I might just scare window washers until they slip and fall
and then swooooooooop down to "play" hero
I probably will end up a freak...
a misunderstood adventurer
turning back time and trying to play GOD
I can hear the scientists and religious preachers preaching their own disdain for what I have done
Destroying darwinism in an instant and completely ruining the human genome
The republicans will attack me and The democrats won't back me
the independents will call for love and peace for eternity
but please, they don't have enough money for primetime tv.
No
No
     NO
I will end up the outcast of society and hated by every human that has a country on their Passport
I will be terrorist threat number one and you can see me on Unsolved Mysteries.
The History channel will have hour long specials with experts you never knew existed
getting paid to share expertise on something you didn't even know existed
But that sounds kinda cool...
So now I'm wondering, should I start to sprout these wings?
I am no fool, I began the process 15 minutes ago when I began writing
but now I want to pull these wings deep within the rib cage and hide them forever.
No
It doesn't matter what they say
They're JEALOUS
They could yell and scream and throw missiles and stones and fake bullets and best laid plans
But I will dodge them all
Remember
I can fly.

So i made a list of the things I want to do before i'm 32
And you made up the entire list.

Im trying to wake up
from fuss and made up
images of circumstances
that didn't happen in real life.

I'm talking about dreams
and now i can't tell the difference between
sleep
and
awake.

It's the dreams of future events
when you sat and missed your chance
I call them missed opportunities
staring out the bus window
instead of living life inside the bus.

TO the girl that gave me a wink n a smile
I was too tired
and I missed my opportunity
to spend some time with you
all the while.

But to the old man who hissed at me with grey eyes
turkish feet
and smelly auras
pass-on old man
I have no time to listen to your stories
and swallow in your regrets
I'm too busy trying to live my life
and create my own mean habits
all the while.

But truly to the girl in my dream last night
that came up to me
taking action to the thoughts
that I did not act out in real life,
speak easy next time you see me
and I hope i don't ramble on
heart thumping adrenaline tunes
of overly romantic thoughts
I'm only trying to reenact what came to me
in a dream.

My balance is restored
and on my journey home I hope you show up
sitting in your car staring at me
all the while I was staring back at you
until we both gave each other a wink n a smile
and I thought
I hope this is not
sleep
and I'm
awake.

what were you doing near my house Coyote?
were the poachers chasing you off?
Did the rumbles of trucks scare you inland?
I have an arroyo as my neighbor
  with jack rabbits and snakes
  with crickets the size of urban cockroaches
  barely any humans
  only the ones true to nature walk the rocky trail
  but you...
I am confused Mr Coyote
why were you not coming from the arroyo?
You cannot buy food at the Albertsons
and the gas stations dont let you in
The village inn wont serve you
and the campus is sealed by skunks and their ghastly---wind
Fast food makes no sense to you
all your food is fast
so I'm lost in where youre coming from
old friend
the native spirit of my soul
has come once again
Old coyote
As if you had been lost in the residential homes of El Chuco
  and simply searching for me.