Sunday, November 27, 2011

Misfortune and Delight

BLUE
grey
broken

like a ray of starlight, you startled me

Speaking three letters, sweetly

nothing more can be spoken in turns of unbreakable mobility

ears focused on the opposition
feet tingle, jingle, tip toe, slow~mo


we're swaying to and fro, no place to go, just home.
with all the time to roam and zone and bone.
holler dance and swing
keep on groovin, meetin the beat, stayin outta your seat

these thrills, givin' me the chills


but nobody consumed any pills, inherently, why feel doom?
now is about the time your mind should be booming, eyeballs a looming
and your sitting here in gloom, jumping in and out of hoops, hoping one day you'll get swooped.


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