• I wish I could make sense of these thoughts of mine.
    I’ve studied compassion and got the grade for adulation
    So let’s move around the sentences and rearrange the words
    While these things trip over teeth and trickle into existence.

    But still……..

    I Wish I could go farther with these thoughts of mine
    They stick to the roof of my mouth like peanut butter
    I move my jaw only to move it around, talking to get a better feel for it
    Twisting, Swirling, Rolling sweet words around, savoring the taste
    Before getting tired and forcing it out.
    A candy coated tongue with sugar coated words.
    Did I make you feel better?
    A smile speaks volumes
    And cherry lips taste better than wine.
    To bad these thoughts didn’t come from the heart
    They came from my head with time.