the night was right infused with delight-ful churned words herbs never realize my dreams deferred gust of wind i remain talk a tive as laughter echoes through the air my hair in whisps wimps calling from behind there afraid to express themselves stacking inside their gifts muddled speech send me to cliffs where i jump with the ferrets or everyone from a bridge dive with the dolphins saved for the next of kin i'll never be dunce capped facing corners with my rejoinders answers for almost everything you havent been thru what i have this is for the brothers on lock and people who hate the cops seen perspective from a cop car window flickering lights now im in limbo yelling from the windows of my eyes tearducts swollen from the buildup never the imbucil studying triggometry i dont want to be stuck with skills i dont need i want to foster hope from my memories traveling or experiencing the enveloped adventure of life whatever comes to me i speak essentially and someone understands that i wreak or rheorical release fuck thinking when i can let my emotions permeate and soar aimlessly to the sirens blue and red that whisk by my bed at night leaving shadows of the real world