The dinosaurs in front of the Empress
And Darth Vader playing electric violin
Taking a moments break
To move his head
With our direction
I am wandering the streets of this
it’s peaceful and bright:
with ourselves in bold body and out-of-mind MINDS:
we make somewhat of a show of ourselves.
We smoke a stick called Cosmic.
When my appearance takes on
A new portfolio
As the world appears to me
Different and
It’s a mutual exchange
I WILL take the dirt road
I don’t need luxury
I WILL drink to the foolish adventure
(I guess) I really don’t need that foolish friend
I’m taking the notice: this world is breathless
this world gives only breath and keeps none to herself
like mother and I anticipate the divine of motherhood.
I create my own circumstance
Every time my confidence talks to strangers
There is a star that warms me from the
Inside out, and you can easily
Catch my glow.
I WANT the alternative life
I know it’s a drifting sacrifice
I know I’ll own nothing tangible;
The stories will be told, not held.
