On a whim
We climbed in a car
That was headed down South

You were older
And I was hard-pressed for action
Could you tell?

You said "Here, my dear"
At the vanity fair
"Let's make hay while the Sun shines!"
But was it fair?

Old playthings are all laid to waste
Thrown out to make better space

So I got a job
Cleaning toilets
At a nightclub in Baltimore

And I guess that's that
Almost shorter than a dream
And definitely of less noise

Old playthings are all laid to waste
Thrown out to make better space

Do I Do?

Well I woke up again on the floor today, Not uncomfortable, but a little more sore than usual.
My left shoulder was aching in pain, My grandmother has Trigger Finger, so I focused my attention towards helping her.
I found a neighbor who had an aloe plant he freshly cut. Lectured a little bit about it, and cut the cactus open. Spreading the gel like plant guts on her fingers. Feeling her pain. Knowing the way of my intuition and methods.

It's so hard to tell everyone how much I love them
Do you know how badly you deserve credit
You deserve even, amounts of love
From tons of other humans
Do you know that I love you?
You should know, I truly think I do
Just love, but I would fall for you
Fall down on the ground from a punch
Or a train coming at you
We could both float if we die
But I died trying, and saving someone
Just as important to me
You died in the midst of a crazy thought
It's all okay now, 27 years haunting
This addition can haunt me for as long as I
Energy.

Thanks a lot to the knots, It's all tangled on top
One blanket, holes in my clothes
People assume I stink, or do drugs on spot

But little do they remember, they got a son
Wrapped up in ****** and crack for fun
I've never done it but get judged by them
You call me scrubby or nasty, when I'm in the town
Whisper to yourself, just keep looking down

If you only took a second, to hear the soft voice
Of a loving, kind character
Who lives this life by choice

Not begging for a living
Just living and forgiving
The choices people make these days
When threatened and afraid

Made a vest today

Tomorrow, I made it yesterday

No hair on my chest this may

The clothes are packed
Dry food, dog food
Sleeping bag
Backpack

Engaging in conversation
Strangers are interesting
For being a stranger
I'm getting a ride from the station

We talk for hours on the way
Loving songs being played
Falling asleep from a trusty gut
Rising from the tired, ***** rut
She gives me a soap bar
To wash my hairy ****

Now I bid farewell, to you ol' gal
For dealing with the dog hair
And the Musky old smell
I went through hell
To get this coat from goodwill

On a hot rock
Ticking of the clock
No motivation
Lazy aspiration
Active hesitation

The blood is on the surface
Face is feeling hot
Forgetful of the purpose
That's the reason that you're lost
Remember who you are
A spirit in the making
Open up your mind
To the world you're forsaking