LOST IN AN UNKNOWN LAIR – WHERE GOVERNING BEATS REPEAT

Our lives are all but smoke cast into the air
Wishing to be smelled by the nose of those that dare

SOUNDS GLISTEN PROVIDING RHYTHMIC MEDICINE TO YOUR FEET

A compatible willingness to be remembered by the spices of our scent
Various pictures of our taste set aside as a tent in one’s mind
We all long to be remembered with a nostalgic bind

for if one could redeem a summary that is a recovery
of time spent, sleeping indifferences would allow transgressions the space to vent

a longing for the belonging of qualified amends
may lend to slanted cut pieces cuffed by enemies instead of friends

SO –
BLESSINGS YALL, BLESSINGS!
CUZ
LESSONS HAVE FORMED – INTO SUSPENDED TORRID DESIRE !

A JOYFUL SOUND LIKE THIS – IS AS PROFOUND AS IT IS A CHOIR! 

shoutout to their memory and sins!
special regards to the : split creases and dinosaur leases!
all of the crumbles and mumbles left at your tables and sold through their fables.
shoutout to every single etc etc and dot dot line and thing
shoutout to all the cotton, satin, and polyester fling!
every scribble, chop, plot, and missed out line
: shoutout to your presence in the blistering winter time!
shoutout to your frosted and forgotten remembrance! shoutout to your effervescent transcendence!

ROI:’s (ALL ARE HYPER LINKS! CLICK TO S3ARCH THROUGH THE POEMS)

ROI(‘S) :

Getting There – 01/28/2018

ThEnDance (Sort of Dead) – 02/14/2018

Incumbent Appeal – 02/14/2023

Blessed Indeed – 02/28/2020

Etc, Shoutout – 01/15/2021