It’s amazing, I am constant , yes, ON
Alert, all systems kicked nudged into
GO! I mow, glow, I become that stoke
On the stroke of being stoked smoked
Rather wear an invisible clock than one
I see, I feel, the heat, the sweat gatherer
NO! I’d rather be naked & vulnerable to
Be full of hope that I will certain as I reach
Gain in joys and pain my goals my states
My awarenesses of partially what lies inside
Of me that I may see , may be, maybe as I
Grow into myself just like I grew and my
Size increased , now, I want to stop and
Look at au ll those parts of me that sort of
Simply, without me even aware that we’re
All, yes, of them, there, by my sides, insides
Sighs groans howls and moans there fair, square
Mean, brute, gruff, mild, mellow, scared, even
Scarred, tarred, leathered, nakeded, I just made
That palabra up, you can take or leave my word!
Now with two minutes left, what am I still able
To do? No panic, just feel the mood, mine that
Around, noses, without a sound, hum of the
Air, but over yes a cast of filtered light like shades
On the outdoors, I am happy here and ready for
My send-off in just a few as Michael would I often
Say, now the time is here and I am ready to launch!
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