There she blows......
Twitching,twisting...
Fake flowers ( Senryu)
Alluring colors...
And noise is pushing
its way to grind...
With no memories of molten ash
Where elements began to clash...
You call me every morning
You call me every night...
(Dedicated to TJ)
Wrangler jeans, just a little bit to tight...
Mommy... Teach your Lil girl to be a lady.
Daddy... Teach your son to be a man...
I am splattered paint, on an empty canvas.
I am the undrawn picture in an artist's mind...
Fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too...
I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd...
I can dream,
Any time, any day...
Sitting there on the dark blue couch
she looks lovely wearing her plain black scarf...
Wisdom falters
breaking away into lost depths...