Wanna see a magic trick?
What is it with the magic with the pen?
People understand.
Do they comprehend?
Pass it on back when I was ten.
It begin.
Nothing up the sleeves, behind the hand.
Tails to heads thru the ….hands and heads in school are you dead? Coin-ce-dent…’s.
Plur-all. Plural;
Many man. Mini men…sheep.
Small they are.
Follow to fill space to piss.
No patients. End to begin…
Cost. Period. Stop. Costs them,
Benefit and benefits the ins and the outs. Ouch?
Is it governments? Plural.
Yes, all of them lie and dominate.
Do they? Or,
They, they yes. Yes.
They say a lot…what to believe.
Damn, when I right…write, I’m so right when it is BIG…
Sheep wait to piss. Religions, Religens.
Separate (spelling. Words.)
Check…
I start again. Is this hard, for others to put thru,
Through pen?…Head.
How can one be in a social environment and not feel any of it’s Vibrations?
Music, the bends, friends, births, and the days,
Go the other way covered in this haze.
Lyricist we do so,
Exist.
People sing, write, and think about falling.
How do they fall?
Do “they”
Profess, transmit what you felt.
Does it make sense to you; what (about when) I combine
The alphabet. The letters them. Dem, dem, dem, dem letaz. Different people and language.
Can you show me how to wright? Not right, write.
The lights, people wonder why and about,
I did see the green palm trees and now they are out.
Starboard side black right it calls me for a swim.
Did everyone else jump in? Call me Fozie forever New Zealand. End.
Writers block?
Sometimes I just stop.
Level off on another plane,
Place,
So many names;
Don’t know they.
What is, can’t say.
Wont’ say.
What’s its name…
