Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas

My soul taught me a thing tonight That you don’t always get your lik… And when things don’t work like th… You will adapt, and be all good

If I had one wish in this world It’s that you would be daddy’s gir… You’d look to me to cure the ills Or when you just might feel like t…

Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

If you’ve ever seen “Natural Born Killers” Then you know a wolf Never changes colors

I’m not sure how I’ve come this f… From sinking pit to shooting star. Could it be when I loved my scars… Or when I chose to be this bard? Maybe, it happened, as a lark.

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize

I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze

I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee