Once upon a time my posts,
my rhymes,
Were noticed.
Once upon a lotus flower
I scraped and scoured
the ocean floor for
remnants of ancestors.
Like the stories;
this catcher gone a rye,
Clawing at dust mites
As they bite my third eye
And night mares gallop past
At a pace to fast stay saddled
The death rattle is more of a morrocca
And hell the sweltering sting of a habanero pepper
Cold hard conjecture meets fact and upon impact
There exact location becomes a mystery for everything but gps.
I guess I'm babbeling,
Ranting
Rambling without cause
Yet for all of my flaws there is still cause for celebration
As I utter some incantation uniting the etheral with the physical
In plain sight spirits take flight for all to see
and god is standing next to me beat boxing |
Submission Name: once upon a time
