caring wears a visible garment. love being an action word, that means it is most realized when in motion / demonstration. ideas set in mind only, ain’t got nothing on the tangible material. reality responds to a set of conditions which dictate the frame and name of any particular phenomena.
the all seeing eye
does not spy
but it does try
figuring out what set you off into this abyss
a clown’s kiss regarded as a pleasurable mischief
entering into crowns & tiara’s glory should mean a head being chopped off – cuz’ that’s a class struggle story.
like a cat tickling the glass
lofty bushes will fall, & when this inevitably comes to pass:
will you go to the party or a parade in the green grass?
as you left the party, that was throwing confetti
by breaking away first, as if to start but you still ain’t ready
darn the surprise and damn those eavesdropping eyes
melodic boom bombs ministered to me in psalms
with every page i was radiated by their finesse
their soliloquy fully weighted with a thin press
could it be either their style? or delicate galloped mile?
everywhere they went? my change quickly spent!
(as in) easily transformed with focused attention to their scent, while unselfishly paying rent
a smile wide as the moon
frown as arduous as using a fork instead of a spoon
making the differences difficult to reconcile
feeling impatient while waiting in line:
“can i get 10 breakfast platters, with extra biscuits and honey?” said the mf in front of me at the fast food joint, they probably didn’t order that much but the wait proved a ridiculous point.
should i ball or shred?
writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniform & random means) 