Love-hate note in my backpack-took a thoughtful flame to that, to attract the moths back.
Mental smoke blowing in the wind, horizontal and obviating the scene.
True dreams: only dreams.
Dusk is so lonely when no one understands.
Standing by the river screaming at grains of sand.
Watch the deaf mistake all important demands.
Sharply semi-focused; me, the I, akin to a pin. You into sin?
Figuring on what’s what within, without losing a win.
And surprised laughter right after we begin.
(At least it wasn’t a humdrum sort of day.)
The Detailed description of Above written Words:
Nada like self doubt, oh to live without.
Oh to live without,sans.
Out of the house.
All about the round about.
head’s in outer-space,
spinning around Saturn.
Toothy grin, fucked up; broke up like a Jack-o-Lantern just splattered.
Healthy pattern; good adapter.
She’s trapped on her spiral ladder-
Her ambition went from claps of applause to disapproving laughter, uh oh, disaster.
That’s how they caste ya.
That’s how they stamped ya.
Uh oh, disaster.
Strike the match on this rolled cigarette at sunset, taking in the full effect.
Strike the match on this rolled cigarette in the sun, autopilot set for fun on an excursion towards nothing except fun.
How much fun it was to be a kid and not knowing it all.
watch out for number one,
mind twisting because her hand did the unzipping.
Barking dogs bite back when they only try to trust.
Just to distract.
Thought process lacked, ever thought of that?
Stay on course, focus on the tracks.
Retract nothing and take nothing back.
I’ll tell you when to look back when I get back.
Look back, remember?