May seem to be enough but
I find my limits to be so small
Im sure fullness ripens by arrival
Survival Holding on at all?
I lay flat. Back to the ground
Down and down nonsense for rhymes
Only miles and roads ahead of me
Disdain sets free and hateful closed minds
Surround, to follow me east
My guiding song bird and mans best friend
Have all gone ahead. Leaving the least
I trample around these old grounds
Going where I shouldn't, hang around
Following trails we left in the dust
Lust if you must but don't judge the coast.
We ride, we ride windows up
Workin em bitches
Lil wayne cooks it up.
Have a slice of cake if you so please
Pull and tease, greeting these.
Greet me. Meet me, swak! Eat me
The pattern is much shorter
I can see what you mean
Call the police and report it.
Thirty past and the distance remains
Constant and swift, making sure
Distance = pain.
No longer. No shorter
I remember our airplane ride
We share the night with welcome arms
And hard floors, some food vouchers
But no need for alarm.
Its a blur to me. Even then. So fleeting,
I remember. I forget. I try to remember
But it needs more consistancy
So turn up the heat
Bump my beats.
Take my treat. Special & unique
You are to me.
You bless me kindly
When I warrant arrest
Yet you stand up by my side to detest.
Protest and protect, I try the same
But I only stain, mainframe.
Trains whistle through blustery weather
And weather to the eye,
Mistaken to be through.
I do.
I don't either
And also
I add your baby carrots to my stew
Two maybe three. Just a few will do.
I need to finish
But its not a race
I just need to see your face.
Please just please
I need you face to face.
Lips on lips,
My hands
On your hips.
Ill never let go. Im mailing
Our book today, yay oh yes. Yay
Your turn to write. Finish fill
The pages are blank without you.
I already know I cannot make this
Write forever as I so wish
Cooked up like some fine dish.
Boiled concoction, inside a bakery
Or dominos over with convection.
Rises the crust and crisps the edge
Not stew, just pizza pizza. On a ledge
Ripe for the taking
"Hey man!!"
"This shits still hot!"
Eat for your hearts content.
Stainshane
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