Drink in the sounds strummed by the rubber
Fragment the pixels that create your vision
Caress my stanzas & kiss my scriptures
The coughing novels itch to relieve my mind
But I won’t write……
Chisel me a flower that will never lose its shape
While I laugh at your pain & cry at my mistake
I’m hungry to see the projector begin the slideshow
Grow the stones that will decorate my fireplace
But I’ll break them…..
Live in the caved cranium that brings forth
Ideas; springing from the springboard they dive
Creating sounds perplexing parents who care
The face changes forms & fountains in stress
But I don’t care……
Laugh me happiness, infect me with your joy
Bring forth the monotony cycle to shape my
Life; I’m swimming between rivers of tears
Tears that snigger at my weak heart which cries
I see her birth….