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