something new

My heart's soft and the brain's loud
White in my eyes looking more like rain clouds

don't sleep good
can't get right
resting and feasting only comes from new insight

my frame's sore
bones mad
heading toward epsom salt and heat pads

it should get good
i'm through
thank god for the karma loop, a cycle's due
respecting the process--off GP I'm tied to true
recognize that even something bad is still something new

There and forth...

Thoughts volley between the gusts, swaying surrounding palm trees with ease.
How hard can life really be when you're pondering on a beach?
So much room to breathe.

In the city you absorb a little of everyone else's struggle with every passing shoulder bump.
No apologies follow, just keep on pushing.
Functional claustrophobia.

 I've been idle on the beach, been productive in the the bustle.
Vice and versa, with vices and verses.
Everywhere is the same, just a different scene--at least that's how it always seems....
Multi-layered parallels.

Coast to Coast to Coast and back.
The whole time my head and my heart where the only places I was really at.

3 before 4.

Angles don’t grow on trees you know..

Angels can’t always brighten your mood with halo glow.

Every so often you have to gain perspective.

Like you were saving little pieces of a new view, and eventually you had enough to get one.

And what does your new view tell you that the old one didn’t?

Can your eyes all of a sudden see things that before they couldn’t?

Is this as real as realization gets?

It goes all the way up to 3…

Then it’s 4gets.

To each their own... But some want more?

You will always hear people say, "Hey! you just can't live your life this way!"

When you breathe, will that bring them air?

If so, then maybe you should care?

But if that notion seems illogical...

Then minding your bee's wax should not be optional...

Washing them bones...

Everybody's looking for that double 5, the big ole' payoff that they can link to.

Patience will always gets you further, if you remember, or even think to.

Remembering that is hard for all, who doesn't want to gain a quick plus?

Who hasn't felt like the double blank? Not adding to anything it's touched..

We're all dots and lines, all with hearts and minds...

And the potential to change the game, even if we start it from behind.

he's been clutch when it counted..

even if he doubted.

yet and still he clung on, by any cuticle necessary...

he's not the kind you find in a cubicle or monastery.

there are a ton of things he's not, even more that he won't be.

but if he loves you, you got a true homie..

fo life....

uh oh...

Is the world gone shroom trip???orrrrr......

Ok. yeah, that makes more sense...

So i'm chill on the corner of... "aye where are we?"

RIght. so I'm chill -- on the corner of where i be...

and that' s where I'm at so, that's where i be...

soccer dads, with their ipads dirty looking me...

I was chill.

and that agro sweater makes me itch...

so i'm chill again...