There’s shit on your face You just threw up in your mouth Couldn’t be cuter

I’m not sure how I’ve come this f… From sinking pit to shooting star. Could it be when I loved my scars… Or when I chose to be this bard? Maybe, it happened, as a lark.

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

I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love

My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

Ever seen Fawn on teet Wagging tail like dog? If you can’t Then I shant

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

Blue used to be my favorite color. Now I prefer (purple). (purple) is like blue, but more in… You’re my (more interesting, favor…

It feels like I’ve created a life Centered around mostly sacrifice And I don’t want to be your Jesus… So I’ll be the Devil Bass line to your treble

Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations

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

I might be self-absorbed But you can’t call me selfish I work upon Myself To help us savor our dish

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

I cast the blame on you and her That just might be a bit obscured To tell the tale with honest voice I have to acknowledge my choice

I saw you standing there so fine In dress real nice with man that’s… I wish I could just say to you I’d love you more than he could do