My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy

Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside

My soul knew that I can’t accept A fucked up view or perspective So threw me to the darkest pit To let my love be beacon lit

I need to be Out in the bush Not just a mere Craving or crush It’s a huge piece

I don’t see into future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass

I saw you lying in our bed And love, profound, danced through… The beauty of your soul, like brea… Is all I need to feel well fed

A six hour nap I couldn’t explain Until I once tried This indica strain I took a few puffs

I write poetry Put my heart into it ‘Cause there just might be Someone that gives a shit

Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded

Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates

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.

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

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

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

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation