Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on

I don’t sense much about the futur… I don’t remember a lot about the p… All I know is this blessed presen… A gift that too shall pass

If they push you Push back And go for the throat

She’s a bad-ass bitch That talks with a lisp And I pity the fool that would fi… She’ll shove your face in the dirt And make your everything hurt

Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses

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

I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less

I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…

Open your heart to love So you might be able To love your open heart

Little chipper 'munk Primal, honest, cheeky, sweet Sugar in my ’shine

I think I’ve found the reason why I threw my gut instincts aside You had a crazy, fucked up song You made me sing I knew was wrong But now, thank God, I’ve seen the…

Ain’t no mountain high Ain’t no valley nigh When you’re in my sights

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

I appreciate you Facilitating breakthroughs With love I didn’t know due This wretch without a clue