ever since i read that rhyme
cant get you out of my mind
I want to turn back time
and show you someone kind
nothing can replace
knowledge in that space
I want to kiss your face
escape from this place
you say you feelin old
maybe you need me
youth to warm your cold
bring you some glee
I see a sweet soul
from head to toe
I want to get to know
I want to watch it grow
like paper & glue
brings me to you
don’t have a clue
don’t know what to do
want to make you happy
want to see you smile
want to make you sappy
for a long long while
don’t know what it is
that you do to me
you turn me to cheez whiz
and make me feel giddy
I’m a schoolgirl with a crush
and you’re makin me blush
let’s keep it on the hush
there’s no need to rush
see you got it goin on
in every single way
miss you when you’re gone
wanting you to stay
baby can’t you see
what you mean to me
you like crunchy pb
to my smooth jelly
i think it’s meant to be
if you know what i mean
so let’s go be free
like a doped up fiend
don’t need to be seen
just live our movie
nothin but love and feelin groovy

those eyes hypnotize
cannot summarize
watch the demise
of the wall and disguise
open book cover
get em while they’re hot
incognito lover
really hits the spot
until the break of dawn
got it goin on
play that rookie pawn
into the heart it’ll spawn
the romance and affection
deep soul rooted connection
random isolation
from the bustling nation
escape and follow fate
its time to relate
to the one true mate
mark it as a date
on the calendar of whoah
come and watch it grow
affirm what you know
and let it blow
your mind
no more needing to find
what you been looking for
because it’s all that and more

Jeep Jeep
————
delicate post
delicate flower
she sleeps by the night
and replays every hour
the source of the motion
causes a commotion
in the honorary ocean
please pass me that lotion
to the sink
let me think
as i pull out another one of those rinky dink dinks
the sun is getting drabby
starfish getting crabby
let it flow
as i know
it gets really really blabby
pass it on
one two
whatcha gonna do
while i flow it with you

you gonna listen to the beats
listen to the beats
listen to the 1 2 3
listen to the 1 2 3
just listen listen
listen to me

jinks
——
words can only go so far
in self expression it’s like driving a car
you can determine the velocity
and the mph
but one will never know
the true time of arrival
it will forever be eta
no matter how many different ways it’s written on the wall
something gets lost in translation
and you wanna just run around in circles screaming in a vacant forest
with the chuckling trees and the chilling breeze
but that just doesn’t exist on a map in this here town
no siree.
and you wanna just plead insanity
but the judge has already given you the verdict
so there just is no time
no siree.
and then there’s this heart
and this soul
and these feelings
and fucking cheese
and excuse me sir would you like some more grey poop on?
yes motherfucker. yes please.
little escapist moments
freedom of gold
keep running and running away
saving the structure, yet breaking the mold
there is no map. there is no path. there just simply is.
and the dialogue and the verbatim is uncanny
and no matter how many times the teacher teaches class
the students just don’t listen
they want to have it their own way
and that’s fine for them
but what about their education?
sigh……………………
pause…………………
break…………………
flashback…………….
ahhh, soothing soothing soothing…………..
gosh….
that giddy little schoolgirl………
blushing………
giddy little schoolgirl……….
blushing………
gosh…..
gosh golly gee
what the heck is happening?
it’s silly
and fun
and cheesy
and rediculous
but who cares
cuz it makes ya smile.
it makes ya happy.
it makes any moment worth living for.
any moment worth living for.
any moment worth living for.
any moment worth living for.
any moment worth living for.
hee hee hee
and oodles and caboodles
why thank you mam
gosh golly gee
won’t you escort me?
ha
hahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaa
haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaa haaaaaaa
abracadabra abracadabra abracadabra
man. that is a tough word to write. abracadabra.
what in the world is going on?
please sir, may i have some more?
whaaaaaaaaaaat?
please sir, may i have some more?
whaaaaaaaaaaat?
yes!

this garbled up motion
whimsical flow
surreal existance
technology a go go
it’s like a swirling void
vibrational patterns
constant flux
separated by distance
integrated by time
some say they lose it
other’s say they find
but who really knows
it’s your choice anyway
day to day
everyday
taking the time to breathe and sit still
soon going back to the
hampster cage
spinning wheel
windmill.
what is the price
of comfort and answers
sanity has its vanity
and just plunge into that pool
eyes closed
wanting to speed it up
ready to get there
patient in the now
yet, ready to drop it all in a flash
just for an insane dash
risk taking business gone bankrupt years ago
growing
what an interesting feeling
experiences up to the ceiling
it’s all a dream
a wish
a heart wrenched
monkey clenched
cheese infested
vision
as she frolics along the tall grass
white sundress
long legs dancing
tickled by nature
hair swaying like waves in the ocean
and the sun laughs gently
as it whispers sweet nothings in her ear
mysteriously…
the magical glittery forest
comes sparkly
and rushes in on a white horse
taking her away
far far awaaaaaay
from this rushing
this hustling
this bustling
this go go to fro
buy this product
get scared now
oh look at these
oh what’s that
oh the who the him the he she me see look at me golly gosh fucking gee
fucking anxiety.

quiet.
peaceful.
happy beach.
calm, mellow ocean singing heaven’s melody.
and she harmonizes.

in the distance she sees him.
on his sailboat.
beautiful oak. classic.
with the white sails flapping in the wind.

she rubs her eyes repeatedly.
this cannot be. it never has. how? what? who? him? huh?
and then she falls asleep.

awakes in his arms.
pure mindless bliss.
nothing to do yet hold each other and kiss.
that heaven. that heaven. that heaven within.
feels so good it must be a sin.
is this love? gosh it feels like a drug.

never want it to end.
never want it to end.
never want it to end.

when will it begin?