writing jones and poetry from the collective consciousness
Posted: May 19th, 2017, 4:50 pm
just try to stop me
or knead me into pop cookie dough
I'm asymmetrical with a side of grits
never much liked the holes of pigeons
does that make me special ?
well, ....yes and no
yes because no one has my fingerprints
no because I'm just a colored push pin
on a map of infinite wonder,
happy to do my little part
connecting with my peeps
cockle doodle do baby !
hear all that chirpin' ?
and carrying on, it's right there
in the birdbath
just outside your front door
so I sit here and record
my every inkling, like a junkie
hooked on vocabulary and strange ideas,
tiny holes in my head like needles in an arm
or knead me into pop cookie dough
I'm asymmetrical with a side of grits
never much liked the holes of pigeons
does that make me special ?
well, ....yes and no
yes because no one has my fingerprints
no because I'm just a colored push pin
on a map of infinite wonder,
happy to do my little part
connecting with my peeps
cockle doodle do baby !
hear all that chirpin' ?
and carrying on, it's right there
in the birdbath
just outside your front door
so I sit here and record
my every inkling, like a junkie
hooked on vocabulary and strange ideas,
tiny holes in my head like needles in an arm