A weird guitarist named Frank
didn’t make Phi Beta Kappa
It’s OK, music lovers, he ventured
Whatever, I still made
~ ‘Hairy Legs Zappa’
From trunk to limb to branch to twig
The houses we build
The beatle who kills
My favorite shelf
Stacked each one smaller
Vanishing towards heaven
The needles on the ground
Scented perfection
Swaying in the breeze
she asked
please undress
me and i did but
i did so
slowly that
she asked again
please
undress me
so i did taking
her wig
eyelashes
false fingernails
just a shell
of her perfection
i cunningly guessed
her golden
ratio by the sum
total proportionally
to her
asking once
again to please
undress me
but i digress trying
to redress her position
knowing
she will follow
the curves that make
up though
she wears no make
up of her forever universe
The monks of Shun Lun Phi
Live life in the mountains high
While pulls the ground in gravity
Meditative hands stretch up
Bequesting sky to drown them nigh
Drifter...how does it filter
I wonder wher you sit and lift her up in your arms
I ponder and am strongly considering the harm
You are one with me
I am completely singled out but alone I definitely am without a doubt, not
I think I forgot
wait a minute...constantly am I with it
where am I going and singing and flowing by the river.? what am I doing
silver drifter
Constantly wood and golden
I strive to be with the world and ratio
Pi
Filter sensational
Conversations
I filter nothing
I am with it
Fib
And I live it
O
I can't believe it
Not
am I allowed to see it
Chi
is what flows out of my head on the pages and instead is erased by the ragers
I question you
Do you know the phages
I constantly am impressed
immersed and constant
I am flawless
completely awed by your touch
I love this.
Pine sol why do we pour- a solution
Does it make sense to us
mopping floor’s emulsions
pine sap’s odoriferous
entrapment insectual call
naturally cedar’s repulsion
I smell an invent a cedarsol involvement- a solvent
\ a grook on observation
There's just this closeness you can't describe
What you talk about doesn't have to make sense
Just laughing is good enough
Doing the things you love, and doing it together
That bond just feels wonderful
You wish that you can be near them all the time
but you know that's impossible
And you just know you'll always be friends