tribal rythms move me
close your eyes don’t watch me
feel the numbness over whelm you
then feel nothing
your limbs burn from the inactivity
being static hurts
why did money have to be invented?
I want to be me
if you watch I can’t
being me is hard
I’ll be your huckleberry
Go to bed FREAK!
the bed isn’t calling me
Wow! That was really, really great! Keep it up.
You are truly America’s new Poet Laureate
Bravo, sir!