Feb 25, 2007 16:42
Poem #1
Fireworks spazz like jazz
Loud and colorful
Intensities and tones and cellphones
Little statues of gnomes
I'm in the zone.
We gonna take a swill
& smoke a lil
bit of weed & succeed cause
We got a lot of books to read
A show of it to see to throw
me down and write a poem. No
more lines I think I'm slowin'
down now wait the inky is
made shine before it dries
Crimson skies
Smokin' blunts till we got Red Eyes
Linger outside till the snow
dries into white hills of grounded clouds
drown the clouds
through distant bounds
and the whole world spinning round&round
You got an ugly soul to a pretty face
So lovely Baby, let's leave this place
And send our minds back to outerspace
Like that time I was trippin
I got that ACE
No wait, it was a king
Like the time I got high in Bing-
Hampton - on LOONY TUNES
Smoking up Fly balloons
in the sky
Fallin down, not gonna die.
Poem #2
Start it!
No wait, we'll just take a hit
Of that dank weed -
started when he planted the seed
of life -
it gets you high
back to the future -->
marty mcfly.
I sunk into the funk
there's drugs in the trunk
So stay cool, don't act the fool
you power tool imma fool U
Don't listen to all the others
take it from your best brothers
See the future in your eyes
allow yourself to receive the prize!
That octopus over (over there?) is staring at me
With 7 of its eyes
I'm trying to take in the scenery
but she's sucking me in
Your tentacles are pulling at my skin
Until it tears and I break away
While people walk in,
People walk out
Coffee in the mornin'
Whiskey at sundown.
Everything in between is like
a stroll through the woods.
This eternal poem lives in crimson skies.
Beauty is the desire to be beautiful;
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