Jimmi Canada Poet Verse

Needy Night

In needy nite
I pray the hardest,

as I walk
I am a cloud on the run,

a faceless gasp awaits
my every twist of the tongue-

it is here,
in the sun,

where we are rung,

when we are fun
and enjoyed in a lump some…


Being in heat is
such grave emotion-

such that I estrange from
just to be different,

to be alien, 
in every absorbing encounter...

But the leak becomes pensive
the more I devour.


Being it monster or beast, 
I define things in a shower, 

because the later you start to lead,
the more you will scowl,

but at the dangerous dock, 
I cower, 

break nose, 
and invent a stare,

doing it for the weed, 
and for the pair,

family is walking and talking
but I remain out-there, 

on drugs-
and totally bear.


So where to go-there? 

On page, with glasses and hair? 

It's 4:20 pm and I'm awake and infrared, 

implosive, and scared
of catching a chair, 
upside down, 
with a nose and a stare-

will I or will I not be out-there?

Is the question to be impaired,

because now I have care,

for many years I have prepared-

...coming in a jump,

I am going to leap,

into the song,
and sing lead.

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