Jan 2017
I'm content with the journey that is my life,
There may be thorns within the beauty I've started to grow, just false protection to the unfamiliar touch, easy to feel but hard to hear I'm not all that you see,
It's the attitude of music that has inspired me to speak,
Unfurling our languages from knotted conversations, confusing scriptures in song reveal truths thought lost,
Time would ask for an extension because it was created late, I would only like to know where the wild ones roam, all the things have been found, now the nowhere man stands by at attention,
Searching,then researching human interaction,
Affirmation for such a tedious pursuit is hard to come by, I can find myself asking if there is more, The simple course is yes along with a side of maybe, hors d'oeuvres to pick first make a choice caught red handed or blue *****,
Wash it away on a sunny day, finding warmth within a surreal glitch, escape your person destroy what isn't true,
Dream,
Believe,
Imagine,
There is what you make of it,
I see it as a challenge of wonderful mystery, it can be anything, what a weird word it, I love it, will you join me in it, Take care of it,
Ramble with me about it.
There may be thorns within the beauty I've started to grow, just false protection to the unfamiliar touch, easy to feel but hard to hear I'm not all that you see,
It's the attitude of music that has inspired me to speak,
Unfurling our languages from knotted conversations, confusing scriptures in song reveal truths thought lost,
Time would ask for an extension because it was created late, I would only like to know where the wild ones roam, all the things have been found, now the nowhere man stands by at attention,
Searching,then researching human interaction,
Affirmation for such a tedious pursuit is hard to come by, I can find myself asking if there is more, The simple course is yes along with a side of maybe, hors d'oeuvres to pick first make a choice caught red handed or blue *****,
Wash it away on a sunny day, finding warmth within a surreal glitch, escape your person destroy what isn't true,
Dream,
Believe,
Imagine,
There is what you make of it,
I see it as a challenge of wonderful mystery, it can be anything, what a weird word it, I love it, will you join me in it, Take care of it,
Ramble with me about it.
I'm not sure what random people think of me, strangers, so I will tell them anything and everything (exceptions when money or life are involved). Then I listen to anything and everything said back to me. I have learned people need relaxed random interactions with strangers, someone you'll never see again but now knows how you hate pickles except on sandwiches (true story). I challenge you the reader. Tell one of your secrets (whether personal or about someone you know) to a stranger, change names if you want, but take to the streets, diners, buses, they are great for listening to your poetry then leave them confused and senseless or something.
