I dont even have the time to be
fu-ki-n around
fa-k--g poetry

dont even have the time
to have the time
wait and hurry me

unempl9oyment and fed
foolishness
but whats in store

have to work when I can
as they decide to have it
for me
and be grateful

dont even know
what I post
doesnt mattter
never did or will
lifes a pig ok \right now
I am the maggot
sliding
in mud, is ojk

its just me

so what no format
na dak words
no spell dictionary
no check
dont check

close
emarlined eyes
the rain is for me
this time

every peace sign
has a middle finger
and gratitude though
it is mine
to do with

to be like caring, but
careful
but not care

to be
as if to be
but not to be

love on the fun
on the road that leaves
my ;love is on the run
while it rolld
ad speeds

oh well

down the midnight track
that circles aroung the
baby moon
through those shades
through different view

smash the mirror

thats a song
language that never speaks just makesa
new words

have patience sun
love it is your virtue now

thanks
for letting me be my
self
again

and take
my soul to
to the
next phase
the next phase baby

((( Aries )))

Now Breathe,,,,

Excellant write

really thank you, gift you have. thats all I really needed, (its that darn it underemployment insurance I'm really so peaved and fearful about, with right now, but feel so much better all of a sudden )

Give it time It will come,

Until then Breathe, vent and breathe again,,,,