Gliding King of the Boulevard
AND Jesus! Like-licking lollipops gliding King
of the boulevard of spirit dreams
and I licked-like sticks like the wooden
cross across Life Oh Mohammad too,
who knows where he's taking me--somewhere
I want to be? Like my best friend
and religion is a sidewalk with many souls
walking the path toward diminished dreams
of an afterlife dry-glow-stick lick
so I'm taking my best friend who knows
all my buttons; pushing love
and my shadow-affair life
IT'S where I rest my head
just me and a ballpoint pen-Head
called "Me" and it's my Soul.
:: - ::
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