Do you know how ataraxia tastes?
I change like places.
Color and color the movement
"I was sure that I was human",
Thought the kaleidoscope.
Can't be explained,
I just am what i am like Dada.
Ridicule won't bother the gypsy
Would you like to hear turquoise?
Life is beautiful.
An unknown philosopher formed a rock band,
Shortly after talking to Chance the Gardener.
Visit me in a caravan,
The quest starts in there,
Too few enigmatic passengers.
Originally written 3/30/11
Revised 10/21/14
(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
Do you know how ataraxia tastes?
I change like places.
Color and color the movement
"I was sure that I was human",
Thought the kaleidoscope.
Can't be explained,
I just am what i am like Dada.
Ridicule won't bother the gypsy
Would you like to hear turquoise?
Life is beautiful.
An unknown philosopher formed a rock band,
Shortly after talking to Chance the Gardener.
Visit me in a caravan,
The quest starts in there,
Too few enigmatic passengers.
Originally written 3/30/11
Revised 10/21/14
(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
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