I missed a stair in the staircase
Twisting, walking on marijuana leaf sensations
We eat more sushi than the soy sauce
Was prepared for.

A blur and flashing of bright city lights
I hold my swan neck high, as cries from the past
Like fairy nymphs dance alongside me
I remember once was, what is,
What could be.

Its dangerous to have such rainbow colored hair
A few members of society murmur and chant
But I google and click yahoo
Pondering and replaying
The first time we met.

A lemon monologue
Your vocal quality and grounding so raw
So strong, you could leap into altitudes
I would have to use my paint brush
To keep up with.

A camera in my hands,
I stand on set
I need to make art again
But headshots cost that sweet 50 dollars
As I staple myself into an oblivion
Just bury me in innovation.

You wanna be so true
A month to go,
You change, change your mind—
Don’t want me getting warts on my hands
From all the toads
I thought I needed to know.

Be the one to open my eyes?