throwing fowl balls haphazardly
Posted: December 10th, 2016, 10:29 am
-throwing fowl balls haphazardly while six juncos sighed lined in purple-
later said it was time to go
before hell became unchained
and tripped the principles
i spoke without hearing
and landed a notice of rebuke
without giving doubt a try
was becoming going down
along with those two lips
nesting on the penguins..?
delirium handed out free
to all takers on a spree
theft of the highest degree
what the. it should... really
"buttress yr self lefty!" shh...
whispers behind explosions
and some daze some days
(they're) not like tomorrows
but guides to the beginning
cracking the morning dawn
like lightning in a wet fog
we lost what we had found
looking like theatrical tramps
the stage hands clapped out of tune
while the moon finally retired
breakfast became meaningless
as stomachs ached for donuts
harvested outta god’s dumpsters
my epitome devoured the staleness
while juvenile delinquent’s wept
in alleyways covered in promises
graffiti balls tossed from 9th floors
landing recklessly upside-down
chicken fried eggs over easy please
life had no meaning in those days
when childhood dreams began
growing hair untamed and dirty
knees bared thru the denim
patched with remains of shirts
no longer necessary & frayed
we played the dunce dancing
in circles of evangelists at night
seeking out the tombstones glow
o! herbie mann where are you?
m.t.mynd, once upon a time...
later said it was time to go
before hell became unchained
and tripped the principles
i spoke without hearing
and landed a notice of rebuke
without giving doubt a try
was becoming going down
along with those two lips
nesting on the penguins..?
delirium handed out free
to all takers on a spree
theft of the highest degree
what the. it should... really
"buttress yr self lefty!" shh...
whispers behind explosions
and some daze some days
(they're) not like tomorrows
but guides to the beginning
cracking the morning dawn
like lightning in a wet fog
we lost what we had found
looking like theatrical tramps
the stage hands clapped out of tune
while the moon finally retired
breakfast became meaningless
as stomachs ached for donuts
harvested outta god’s dumpsters
my epitome devoured the staleness
while juvenile delinquent’s wept
in alleyways covered in promises
graffiti balls tossed from 9th floors
landing recklessly upside-down
chicken fried eggs over easy please
life had no meaning in those days
when childhood dreams began
growing hair untamed and dirty
knees bared thru the denim
patched with remains of shirts
no longer necessary & frayed
we played the dunce dancing
in circles of evangelists at night
seeking out the tombstones glow
o! herbie mann where are you?
m.t.mynd, once upon a time...
