Between auto correcting and finger
Tapping on this small phone key all
Aboard now, ready or not , you hear
Me?!?! Loud and clear on the eve of
Bastille Day voila on vient tout suite!
Loving the clutter the disarray the con-
Fusion friction fractions fractures fun!
It all really is to keep alert to check the
Lines to be sure that is does not become
East as it just did above with auto correct!
I am a happy soul so caught up in my head!
So content at peace with much of myself
But not with the constant noise inside and
Out I will butt my head will small my head
With my butt to silence all those over-thinks
This nasty thoughts those negative vibes
That keep on knocking my about as if I was
In a boxing ring! I will have none of that!
That that just became tasty by auto-correct!
So good to be patient though my feelings
And thoughts rush way ahead of me and do
Not care a fart for my artifice my art if I
Keep up or not! So I plod along learning
As best as I can and able to put into practice
My insights delights relishes my delectables
My earnest attempts at clarity to clarify to
Appreciate all my idios my idiocyncrashes
My gnashes of teeth and tongue to test best
Me si sooooooo some sour serious silly Saint!
I am but human wishing to live butt naked
To respond to myself and my surroundings
To love to laugh to linger languish long for
All that I touch and by feeling do earned loved
Touched topped tainted tried trued tree’edtreaded
threaded breaded bedded sped wed weeded
Weathered feathered featured frothed freed!
Perhaps I am all alone, another breed?! So
Be it so be me so be we so must this all be!
Whee whee spree me you us three decree!
