You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel
I need to get him out So he feels the treat Of an empty bladder Grass beneath his feet
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
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
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
I give you an inch You try for a mile I’m glad I spoke up And still made you smile
I like pretty girls With really tight curls That know how to dance and move me They gyrate and flex And downright perplex
Powdered salt snowflakes Dusted on stubborn dead leaves Life’s perfect white noise
I don’t see into future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass
You have physicality And I have my mentality You’ve already lost the fight So give it up and say “Good night…
I am a primal beast, at best That needs to smell your sweet ess… It’s not enough when you’re outsid… I need your stank within my life
Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.
I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.
Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside
We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys
