Two-thousand seven
Today I made friend's stomach full on White and Carotene. Bought spool of film that couldn't load, so sang unseen, by the river, surrounded by Huckleberry fantasy. Came late to class to learn was seen but not approached this morn, when exiting that coffeeshop where Friends I used to meet.
Been having thoughts up in ma head, without a few to tell, for fearing Ego over more constructive views of self. I see that I'll endure.
Would like to be much more than am but Obstacle's in way, and Nature undermines progress despite each day's intent. I yearn to be free on-my-own but swallow the truth that until I figure my-self-out I'll be apart from Pack; a Lamb with a gun rack.
Been having thoughts up in ma head, without a few to tell, for fearing Ego over more constructive views of self. I see that I'll endure.
Would like to be much more than am but Obstacle's in way, and Nature undermines progress despite each day's intent. I yearn to be free on-my-own but swallow the truth that until I figure my-self-out I'll be apart from Pack; a Lamb with a gun rack.