i could tell you that
i’d spin rings
around a thousand planets for you
but i could never
make you believe
i could tell you
how i
spun the rings
around a thousand planets
but i could never prove
a fucking thing
there’s this whole
body of, evidence missing
and i just might, just might….
the kids aren’t
out of line
you are
overworked
underpaid
and it
should be a crime
trade your budget
for guns and bombs
surrender to a
lost appreciation
for what it was
that propelled you
to teach
lecherous
at best
and when put
to test
i search for
the quickest
way to
lift the
teachers dress
fingers in deep
to steal her breath
blouse unbuttons
and reveals her breasts
i’m the hero
she’s my quest
driven beyond moist
now soaking wet
moans and asks
why haven’t you
given it to me yet
truth is
lecherous at best
juiciest bits are
always salacious
even the most honest
delivery attempt
it’s often
misinterpreted
a failure to translate
and connect
cause its not as easy
as they suggest
are liars compulsive?
maybe yes
or are we are just
making life easier to digest
lecherous
at best
man i am
with no regrets
cursed pursuit
of no defense
coveting, in an
intoxicated protest
slave to her curves
so treacherous
the one that rides
from thigh to ass
the scent that lingers…
the silhouette that’s cast….
i am dissolute
she is lascivious
people are
like planets
their rotating orbits
effectively changing
pulling and tugging
gravitational forces
altering courses
their paths are
always stellar
like magnetic fields
and cosmic travel
fluctuating
atmospheric pressures
depleted oxygen
and ozone layers
lingering in collected
clouds of space dust
within debris fields
of an unknown substance
asteroid belts
and galactic objects
destined for collision
as if gods hands themselves
had made the decision
dear brother
i miss you
i miss our father
i abandoned ship
left you to falter
you cant blame me
you would of done
the same damn thing
for what its worth
my children
wont repeat
my mistakes
mine will fight
tooth and nail
to protect the
warmth generated
by a famiy
who’s son has
lost his way
dear brother
i miss you
you remind me
of our father
he said many things
as a man
of few words
of which
you cant deny
that just a nod
and a smile
was an avalanche
of knowledge
we are his legacy
as he has returned
to the sea
god gave me teeth so i could chew on
all tasty morsels we ponder upon
taking bout thoughts that heave a deep sigh
like the twinkle in a star, a wrinkl’n through time
god gave me pause…
so i could find the rhyme
what?
ok.
an echo in the chamber
gets louder as i lean in closer
i’m not sure if i’m out of bounds
or even if i’m supposed’ta
god gave me pause…
so i could find the rhyme
standing
and thinking
of nothing
cause nothing thinks
quite like me…
collecting my
thoughts
like pools of water
this is florida, so
as soon as they gather
i find them
evapor…ating
into the air
through me
and past you
with the breeze
passing through
the canopy
of mangrove trees
now masked as
humidity
from here
to there
to the ground
in the gust
just below your knees
departing from
the standard break
it’s what we do
when we feel
what we have too
counting on it now
for a millenium
or more
and
all these things are
minimal
in the
absence of
more
when the throngs are
giving in
on
living in
a fair world
wrapped in
a coat made
from fairytales
a tapestry
poorly cut
but keeps me warm
long enough
to lose the thought
i’m thinking
cause nothing thinks
quite like me…
only dragons slay dragons
and I stand here, the fire kind
i rub her feet when
i recognize her stressed eyes
one small act, for love
a stolen taste will
linger longer than the bite
you’re my antidote
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