Hidden

As people must

Put their heads some place

Where the magic is better

Things spin and maybe

Yes you win!

You win!

Hooray!

Yea!


Teach for the thought

Can that touch the heart

Emblazed in words

In words that say

Drunk from a healthy walk

And then I sing this song

Can we be something better

And walk different ways

This drink of water

Holds the key

Drizzle in the fog

To wrap arms around myself

Takes me to my apartment

To long for newly born stars

And a galaxy of possibility

Awakens into the night wards

Touching the ceiling almost

I can hear the ethers!








Cutting wood is the magic to fluid!


How great is this!


There is some beauty to crazy!



Slopes!


Bill Holes Life or was he a zombie?

Perhaps a zombie is good

A real fine thing to be!

This one makes me extremely happy!


Sometimes the sky sucks you up

And you arrive on cloud 9

Life support systems are down

Idiots arrive with robots

Situation gets kinda hairy

Where the giant alligator is

With the supreme amoeba!

She was a CAR to pump.


I see the world before me!


Who am II?

Sometimes it hits like a mystery

As not quite the hero I think

Looking around with layers and

A crystal shifts again and again

And twenty very interesting bald guys

Can be great fun at a party

Jumping and winking all the time!