Weighing Wu-Wei-Way
My Severed Ego Bees; Became Whole Dad’s Holes Can’t Suck My Moles In They Dry Out Slowly Sickening A Ring of Fire Around My Sunspot Fringed Heat Out My Boiler Has No Pressure I Sing and Dance Now How and When I Will But Not In the Garden Of Someone Else I Am No One Only I Got My Shit To Get There and Gem’s To Be Here We Stand On Middle-Ground Where I See a Fork Planted In the Road To Mark My Accomplishments I Farm My Results Careful Now Listening In Live-on Art and Teach For Bread and Jam but Insist on Buying My Own Coffee I’m Now Sure It’s Love That Smiles Me Wu-Wei-Way and A Way Calmly, No More Bursting Loose From My-Self and What Is Mine
Live-on Love Came To Me
Shining Eyes of a Charming Sucker Came Out Their Shells Breathing Dragon Smoke Vamping From My Light Sparkling Dark On Evenings Blight In Forlorn Tails As End Game Roses Target The Revered Weirdly So Blooming Trees Told Me How and When to Come To A Prune Swallowing Evil Out Gently Back To Egg In Mercury’s Gold Where Lies Cannot Hold Ours to Keep and Control Freedom Bears a Pit of Pain With a Sting of Vengeance Indoors for When There’s No Patience To Give Birth and Let Go I Am Sure Birds Challenged Me to Sing and Allow My Turn To a Home Run in Ease and Simplicity Covered and Protected By a Childhood That Did Its Way Through Hell in Honest Madness Getting Ready to Face the Next Patient As an Act on a Lion’s Stage Proud of the Naked Meat-Suit Harmed and Shaken