Sand and Powder

Going out

Completely
understood,
that time-I had,
Ive seen the interplays of aliens, crossed the moons of satan and grouped up with flying cars.
Im not more of that or less of this
my breath is mediocre.
Up to the highways and rail cars foiled in ecstasy.
With lights and streams of rainbows about
downing it.
Im all together again
I wrote it
Just like the shafts of turn dog
She run
Its may flowers
So I’ve danced in the rain
My thoughts are on backwards
Its nice up here in the hills
The tea kettle shakes the walls
from the ceiling to the maids dress
I found the stains on the couch
I moved, took a walk
the couch is still there
My dirty rotten tree
Its never been that way
I stare up at it
Its like the moon veiled nite
I took it that way
Looked at it another way
Looked at -that another way
Looked at -that that way
Im lit and so is this
So go
Go this
Take my luggage I wonder what it is doing
How it got here
What here is doing with that
Look at me another way
Look at me another way