| wallpaper found on Zedge listed by sarushivaanjali no photographer attributed |
why of course we are, right now, darkly stuck on inhale
did a different view become you
meaning, have you sold yourself
on the idea
of selling your eyes
to the ol' factories
all the lies that tie us here anyways
are embellishments, outside of scent
no leaning in
no heaven sent
we went about our madness-es
thought transparent inside snow-globe-if-i-cat-ion-al luxury
disguised be-all-to-end-all destiny
an evolution revolution, a circus cum shun stunt
the nuns are randy again
they have taken to driving fast with chances
they exclaim themselves sisters of the Shirl and all have tattoos of Shirley MacLaine
in 'Two Mules for Sister Sara'
leg out under habit
handling a smoking machine gun
with a Bob Marley sized blunt in her mouth,
a quote above this, saying
"that's how you do life, boys"
towards forwards low wards
say says say-anything can you hear me
when i sing when i singe myself
a ring of what used to be
what do i smell like
when high on divinity
do eye smell like shit or it
20,000 leagues
30 feet of intestines
long tracking soft wares
are bones meant to be
hollow or hallow with iron cores
of course they are both
the Shirls howl in unison
that's the only way
to hold a soul inside for as long
as we are willing to give
Life-n-Love
a ride
and with that they said
get on in Edward
there is a whole lot of sinning left
before this world needs to be cleft
too yet to turn to stay ever still
filled with this, how light, your light
lingers, a poem
in every exhale
EJR ©
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