Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

variations of orange like this
can only be seen in the fire
but never stop trying to mix
the perfect shade of tangerine

the mind is a hungry child
determined to cry and scream
if its needs aren't met in the push and pull
of sentient vibrations

ah yes my friends, existential tug-o-war
try to focus on the knot in the line
dreams dashed and reborn,
each and every day is a jack-in-the-box

a goofy tune
with an occasional spring up the ass
oh c'mon. surely my language doesn't offend you
I suppose I could pretend if you like

so sorry my stoicism has gone flat
my apologies it isn't up to par,
by the way.............what is par
on this course ?


1-21-18

muchas gracias




five days a week
eight hours a day
I set in shower booth with blue curtains
and listen to the children cry
Outside of a pediatrician's office I don't know where you can find more crying children than at a Walleyworld™

I listen to them and think to myself , you are damn right kid, you got a raw deal
go moan for mankind.

jack in the box
hippies look good in the box

nothing to do with your poem
I just got fixated on those hungry children

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mostly a question...

always enjoying your poems, saw! gracias!!!!

Some course par is all u need

thanx ladies and germs
always great to hear from you