Panacea For The Poison

In my mind I hold the passion panacea for the poison

My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore sin

Flees from leaking wounds like rate from sinking ships

As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips

No I never asked for nothing and that’s just what I got

As my pride dies before I do as I fall I’m also caught

I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams

As I fold into your presence do I now know what it means

We could get old and talk at the same time when we tell stories

If we let go impossible names rhyme in elegant poetry

But I dabble in everything

It inundates my small town

I refuse the offers extended waiting for God now

I never asked for nothing audible

So when the walls fall down and spin like waterwheels

I’ll pray for something logical

So when we all drown

I can cover bald spots with yarmulkes

Drawn from extradimensional sources like in comic books

Chose your own adventure

I’m obsessing like a drug fiend

Fantasies of actors clandestinely having sex in love scenes

But why not amateurs openly sharing love in sex scenes?

Stand clear while I soak in this treasure trove of a wet dream

I can’t tell what my problem is or even if there is one

Sail the celibacies much sooner than commitment

Escaping minor shake-ups but keep bracing for the big one

To make the choices obvious and save us from decisions

I juggled whimsy in a fire fight

With the inner light of fire flies

Watched dusk go indigo

And blush into a silent night

Birthed an immaculate concept

From a pregnant pause

In the august of my righteousness

Just waiting for the fall

The greater and the small

All for one and one for all

For all those s.o.s’ing we will rise to the call

I’ve bitten the hand that feeds and found myself bleeding

Hereby I’ll only need what I need

But need’ll get me out of my groove

So I move to different tunes

Sunning in warm weather by the light of blistered moons

Thirst statement inundation

Bring the monsoon

Seasoned with the spectacle of people finding tools

Appetite has grown fools

Empire has sown rules

Let’s throw out craving and things with no use

People dropping jewels

Gems cant shine like our light

To air is human

So the sky is our birthright