rapture by the daily musical affairs
of life in strides of flashes and
bittersweet escapades with females that left
in trials of bruises and bashes of
the ego and the mind.
I’m trying to capture the brilliance that is
the romance of everyday life.
broken from the monotony of billing yourself as you live
payment over payment in forms of love forgone
why charge yourself with burdens, when you can rejoice
in nothing? ecstasy awaits purely by letting go of it all,
just trust me on this, and you’ll never quote books to seem smart.
blood donors, whiskey, brandy by the poolside, i blame you
you blame me, we are all particular about our fantasies and
even our tea. trying to break the monotony,
that really lies within you and me. babies, marriage, blood brothers,
perhaps try looking for something simpler, like the beauty
of your breath. silly advice, who do you think you are poem?
silly advice-you’re talking to a poem, you’ve gone totally mad.
get back to the everyday dance,