Farming full stops

 


Life at times for me is loudly challenging
My minds rides me often
Questions of progression
Yelling at me
“Come on, get it happening”
So I strain on my writing like I’m going out of fashion
yet I’ve yet to make a comeback
Haven’t lost that crawling under my skin
my body itches to be scratched
top left side
in the middle right lower back
My minds insides fidget like
those spinners kids have to distract
Inside me lies a light hearted story
A creative mistake that brought one artists
Passion to glory
under all the static booms that music travels through
I hear peek a boos and high pitched Koo’s angel like sounds of distraction
Im ignited by life’s award of death at the end
Im going down for good
knock me back Down the hatch like a whiskey shot
Rollin down the river
Of Silent sound waves
Under white water rapids
I’m telepathically challenged and lyrically overdeveloped
intergalactic mind boggling fact is
we all create
we all choose our fate
Manifested
crafted carefully with patience
We all got game face when we rhyme
We should Eat more cabbage
Let your body feed
Let your mind plant seeds
Grow the trees of balanced language