Today
I'm feeling itchy...
In the depths of my mind,
A poem I wish to find...
Does a gnome in the garden
keep fishing at night...
I think I am a racoon.
I say good morning...
I'm running late
I need to go...
I ask myself, "self, have I lost my mind."
My mind says "well you haven't lost it yet...
Rate me, oh please do rate me
Five stars or more if you please...
Flat bread, oh how we love you
So versatile, so fun to chew...
If by chance I could relive my life
I will make more mistakes...
walking through that storm
became more like backward steps...
Hey lil thing that I made
I’m bought to buy you jays...
I am a man
A victim...