I use my brains, i imagine.
Express my passion, in a heavily fashion.
Wonder 9 times. Just let me think, i have ideas.
I dwell on the subjects of life, and i love to tell my side of the story,
inside of the story.
I make lines in space, and i leave ‘em there.
If you don’t see them.. blink.
Double think.
People think with their mind, but i think with my pen.
Heart is the treasure of my chest.
The fat struggles i have make results, so my feet are to balance.
Heal my legs.
Jesus Walks.
Night time, if i sleep, is another way my eyes rejuvenate.
In the kitchen i just keep making, but you can’t dream what im cooking.
Various pace. I said it all with my face.
Hello..
Stay mello.
You’re keeping yourself in God’s theater; made of liquid velcrow.
When i write, it takes me to reality, but i travel through fiction.
Visuals of a railroad in invisible trains of thought.
All love.
It’s the only time my soul appears, trees with secrets and fears.
Experience is energy, i transfer it so readily.
Tick for tock, im patient so steadily.
Words i engrave in the air.

It’s never my hands.