The world that I was born into Is not the world I want I work to try to get back to A one that values plants

If this world’s taught me nothing… It’s that you have to fend for sel… From gnashing teeth and twisted mo… Or sneaky fox in the hen house

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

I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity

Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today

I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love

You think I’ve got it all figured… I don’t know what’s more wrong I’ve only seen just a glimpse of… You’ve been Her all along

Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen

Two is one One is none That’s the world we live in Relative Perspective

I stretch your being You respond with shocked intrigue Sparks dance in-between

The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test

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

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