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

Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold

I am a simple, joyful man Without a thing you’d call a plan I bounce around and bump into What I would call my Katmandu

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections

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

Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love

I’m in the darkness You can’t intervene It’s just what I need For light to shine clean

Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight

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

How do you reckon Your yearn for freedom With other’s feelings?

I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want

Give me... A campfire, Smokes, And a bottle of rum; I’ll regale you all night long.

If you think I’m gonna give up You don’t know shit about me I’m completely stubborn as fuck Ass ain’t got nothin’ on me