One of these days I’m going to write something cool
As effervescent floss
That dangles through the gap in your teeth
And opens the door
To new found
Pleasure
From
Insensitive
Going to the bathroom
Without washing ones hands
By fleeing the settlement for the good
And opening the war on the wooden-like
Stoma called the Ape.
(That means that it is okay to be then and there the not very most funny guy since it is the truth that shows what I feel, not the wend of the wild four-time loser John (the Baptist)).
This said it should be apparent to you that this was written in a state of relaxed metaphysical peace as I let the words come and true, they don’t make much sense, but I allow this to see what comes through on the other side and not discount it immediately. And here once again, I see the appearance of a Jesus figure in my writing. Ho! Bring on the Lithium, Tim!
TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA 