Vacation On Titan

Vacation On Titan options are always present and never employed This poems too long though I hope you enjoy See you on Saturn in 2 million years Gentle whisper darkened heart Greater than the touch Falling from great heights Soaring flights My heart torments To cherubs and angels delight Freedom is a myth when feelings so strong emotions intertwined Thumbing down a patch of highway 401 Cast a spell an incantation what would be greater than money Become a greater self without getting lost following back Back as far as the people you would like to see Tough to follow a choice like a person on a kittens back What's the last view of the day of the night Stardom never me I could be someone who helps Charity bests not to be giving Running wire just seemed the norm You and I watching the lowest form Watching the zombies unlocking the gate Lives fall in and out with fate Water to solid reverse reverse osmosis Mercury crushed by the sun Been like that ever since Earth looked like Saturn Ever since Venus looked like Earth Wheres the sigh of the longest ever life Show me a sign With no where no where to hang When life's mysteries began No trace of no one No sign of dope bags or beer cans Egyptians figured it out You got to build build like it'll be around For another 4 million years I can't expect you to dial in on my dream I feel like Jack Nicholson When you push me away Hook,line and sinker, never mention the fuss Every part of growing up It is somewhere up in the sky Where you hide In trees and scraping through the leather of foliage tether Where do you go why can't ...Your all be me..answers that changed history But still I don't change until green is gone in all ways,it's a fading thought To the bright yellow future of everything to dance to All the right angles point to we're too clever to die A front of denial a key for release True potion true life of completing a task Adult drama class isn't it a gas Make something like a lonely heart Sound like a gun shot a buck shot I don;t know it happened so fast I turned chicken and went for a blast That old 20 and 2 It may as well be empty Cause Ill never fire Its automatic No time to even write a poem No time to have any desire Except leaving to Saturn At least of my troubles No pigeons. no pissed off birds or angry orcas Just Saturn and it's ring and it's moons