Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

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

My daughter said the other day I’m glad my father ran away So we could find relationship Without my mother ruining it

Little girls and gay men Love them some Jonathan Can’t reciprocate Wish them a life great

My heart tells me That you’re no good I’m pretty sure That’s why I should I’ve never been

I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below

I’m not the one That I should be I’m just the man You came to see Imperfect you

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

Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…

We made a set But we can’t check Until we get A springy (blank)

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

If I had one wish And a pound weighed a ton I’d hope you’d know my heart And the extent of my love

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

Be... Fun loving Hard working Compassionate And ruthless

Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools