I am from the battered symbol and
Dolce and Gabbana perfume and
Adam's peanut butter
I am from the honeysuckle vines
Creeping up the pillars and twirl around my ankles
It tasted like exotic spices and smelled like pond water
I am from the blueberry bush
The lavander rushes
Curling softly around my rusted heart shaped wind chime
I am from Christman Eve birthday cakes and
Writing my name in charcoal on cliff faces
From Tom, and Phillip and Gerard Butler
I am from the judges and
The singers
From marshmallow farms and
Watermelon seeds
I am from the Kool Aid Communion and
Stolen animal crackers
I am from Providence and ancient watchtowers
Bangers and Mash and ginger beer
From the crickets, wickens and picket fences
The bright red porcupine
I am from heron beaks and the green shuttered house
With the bow and arrow creek
The plum cherry trees
Young ****** noses
And the note I keep in my pocket to remind me who I am

I’ve been babbling in Babylon with all the scholars
dabbling with dreamers,
thinking like a toddler,
mocking the monsters
dancing at the masquerade
and walking with the wickens waiting for my wake.
I’ve been rambling in Rome,
hanging with the hippies,
skipping some stones,
gambling with gypsies
getting dizzy with the drunken monks,
putting pity parties on for the pacified punks.

© Matthew Harlovic

I am from the battered cymbal and
Dolce and Gabbana perfume and
Adam's peanut butter
I am from the honeysuckle vines
Creeping up the pillars and twirl around my ankles
It tasted like exotic spices and smelled like pond water
I am from the blueberry bush
The lavender rushes
Curling softly around my rusted heart shaped wind chime
I am from Christmas Eve birthday cakes and
Writing my name in charcoal on cliff faces
From Tom, and Phillip and Gerard Butler
I am from the judges and
The singers
From marshmallow farms and
Watermelon seeds
I am from the Kool Aid Communion and
Stolen animal crackers
I am from Providence and ancient watchtowers
Bangers and Mash and ginger beer
From the crickets, wickens and picket fences
The bright red porcupine
I am from heron beaks and the green shuttered house
With the bow and arrow creek
The plum cherry trees
Young ****** noses
And the note I keep in my pocket to remind me who I am

GOl sub equation
lay tooth fint fought
Raind electric bolt sharts faint
powers evail, pervail, purcue & protor

Card run card play Cards since Exploston
fee wickens as trembles, whence stand thy abrastion ånt
& heads stuck tapped o(rn)-pen
if believe/leave Sirens call motion to draught & daint

Alone we stand toget on gooth
tail not a purger bull ****** & crammer
exhaul the deek...

time stops guns melt cotton fesfered Acrlogia & history await no still mind {o+F} ðs New Nights (re)flect  
  
tobacco smoke ETHerS last wish
-ADDICTED TO KILLING NATURE
Natures soothing Kiss