My Bed has become my coffin,
Rolling to my left sparks an avalanche of candy...

"Stalker"
Oregano, Olive oil, and Garlic Loom...

"Stormy"
Floating from room to Room...

"How Now?"
Delayed brew...

Predestined,
Molded in the womb...

Order, There can be No Doubt,
Order, Can hardly figure it out...

Stand up for what you Believe,
Never Retract the words you Weave...

If I had a Search Light,
Swivel from on High...

Asleep in a slumber,
Draw String Wrapped Tight...

Summertime Fun,
Relaxing in the Sun...

I wrote an Invisible poem today.
Guess what it did...

If I had a Ray Gun,
I wouldn't set it for stun...