To all who need a living wage.
(2014)
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
Dressed for her wedding, she hurried to her beloved’s side. Her finest silk was chosen and she became His bride.
I want to plan and to defer to my future. But, I dream and am caught by my desire.
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.
YOU and are not us.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.
