
In the midst of a life born beautiful
Dies a dream leaving all wishful
Give me what they want me to give them
GIMME IT !
GIMME IT !
I’ve got you now, in part
Please try sitting up, in full
Life will take you down, then hopefully up
A home to trust in your ripping dripping animal instinct
In tune, it’s too soon, to be tearing up
IN TRUST
THRUST HOPE
TRUCE FOLKS
TRUTH WORKS
BE A CAUSE
Because, from the look of things, It’s not easy to decide whether to finally
sit down or stay stood
TARGETS STAND NOT ONE IS REMEMBERED
Our sitters will eventually be forced to lay
A decision must be made to stay
WHERE AS THE TIME IS NOW
and that is how to be awing regardless
of our wasted forty and in spite of all its glory
TO BASICALLY BOW
GO FORTH GO FORTH GO FORTH
knowing full well, we don’t know where we’ll go
where we wish we were, won’t curtail our ruffles
WE FALL ALL FEEL ALL FAIL
A silence signals, some kneel
some know, if only inward that some choose
to be favored flat in other words
What is it? Is it your want? Is it what you think they’ll think about you?
We second a breath in words
Lay Low with Little Plume
withholding in the greedy laugh
with our finest finesse finalized
on your lap
in your cup
that’s wassup
A ring around a royal blue moon
donning violent violet fog
hugging her cratered curves
TURN TOWARD TORTURERS TOGETHER TREMBLING
THE HARDEST HINT HAS COME TO COPE
bring soap.
bring soap. please bring soap.
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