Rollin’ on that rhythmic rollercoaster My knuckles dead white, I can’t Lose it on this lightspeed slant Of fire, feeling those flashes As the thunder thrill goes faster
Are you diggin’ what I’m sayin? I ain’t gonna scream, got some Dignity under this blue dome Are you shakin, it’s bootin’ You ain’t got time for tremblin’
I’m targetin’ the sparklin’ Sky full of that shinny gold So I can start believin’ I’ll reach someone I hold Dear in my throbbing heart
Are you diggin’ what I’m sayin? I ain’t gonna tremble until I touch The silvery stars to rush My present to your present In the myriad of the moment A doggie you’re still drawin’
Turns out I found this fellow Surviving on this swayin’ Spinning track trippin’ I put him in papers that glow To your doorstep delivered Hope you’ll enjoy, recovered
That merry memory Packed with awesomeness Allow some silliness From California and me Happy birthday Mommy With love and pink cherry
February 15, 2015
A poem to my mom. Her first taste of Americanness was thru Schultz' Snoopy. I was at Knott's Berry Farm, CA, when I wrote that to her. The poem has this careless youthful tone that I only found there