I need to be Out in the bush Not just a mere Craving or crush It’s a huge piece
Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails
I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like
Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight
If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths
The worst thing we could think abo… Is that our tooth and nail don’t c… That we could bite and scratch and… And not make difference at all I hate to say, that will happen
It’s quite a process To create a person
To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done
I was born for this Reflexes like a puss Even when I’m pissed
Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in
What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.
Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place
Maybe you could teach me how To tighten up my shit And maybe I could show you how To loosen up a bit Maybe we could be the spark
Part of me Feels lonely Part of us Feels the love Part of you