I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.

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

Don’t take the past away from me It made me who I am I like the one I’ve come to be A truthful, loving man

I’ve never known The salve of rest I’ve only felt Drums in my chest And when I think

It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

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

I’d like to take a bath with you And see a divine point of view I’ll suds you up and be your tool To catch a glimpse of heaven’s due

Always classy Never trashy Kinda sassy Sweet thing Ashley

I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor

Never seen Better scenes Than red lights On green trees

Working towards Common goals

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

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…