The trail flame upwards

Bright blue spirits

On spiritual travels

The lever vibrates to red light

Holding the spokes in place

Sadness breaks in two

Life begins anew

Let us celebrate drama

The flower unleashed by songs

Holding passions

Again

Again

There in boat

Holds purple

Grapples with truth

Touch's cosmic soup

Touches all over your body

In significance.

I suppose it takes one

To make two

Make one

To see the deep

To wish more

To grow from change

And see progress in gravity

Seeing invisible things

Finding the impossibility

And being better somehow

Is interesting

And I wonder

As if

As if

Could it be?

Have you forgoten

I TASTE GOOD

BUT NOT EVEN THAT GOOT

HAVE SOME REAL FOOD

GINGER BREAD SNOBS WILL DO

SWEET THING YEA

EAT YOUR PEAS SHE SAYS

FORGET THE TALKING GARAGE

JUST BEAT UPON THE CAR

A HA HA!

Stinging novels are swell

Reading about gun trotting hello kitties

The freeze machine

And all that is impossible

A slow dancing robot human

Winter reading slows into freeze frames

Sweet dreams

Sweet dreams

Living by the sea

Making waves

Living.

Exageration does make expansion seem to happen.

At a certialn quality all things begin to merge a bit.

Any politcal thoughts

Perhaps the Judicial Systems needs to expand and the rest of the government to shrink.  And presidential elections are a form of torture which is not a good thing..so we have to do something different.  Maybe.  JUST SOME THOUGHTS BASED ON FEELINGS.

Windows seen above

City life and suck

We shall know dinner

At the roadside

I can feel still

All the women want lamb

It has to be juicy

Almost like beef.

Now here

Looking outward

The dark disk circles above

The master discs appear lost

In status

Having the correct status

The correct status

To spin into place

It is the dream of lepers

For they were sworn at

Those bitter children

Climbing the cold cold hill

Withering in their hands

Touching air they arrive

Holding their chest

For a moment

To hear politeness

Decent people

Who offer something real

Perhaps it is possible.

I am following the angels

They will lead me to brighter pastures

I just trust they know best

As they pull upon my chest

And comfort my distress.