Lost things found stories

June 25, 2019  •  1 Comment

Your polished self...

is no good to me, or anyone else.

Your "give what I think others want to see" self.

 

There are already too many Reps bungling the world

mungling, rambling, rumbling fakery about.

Put that shit on the expired shelf...better yet, throw it out.

 

Move towards what makes you radiate

out into the world,

bust out your uncontainable "do what you need to do" self.

Be true: and unto you, sprout. 

The real you, the messy you, the "first thing in the morning crazy hair" too...

Get down from the observatory and smash that conservatory.

Preservatory be damned. Fuck the establishmentory...
 

Here's what I want:

you running wild: a mustang flag unfurled

returning to your "lost things you have found" stories.

Covered in mud, maybe even a little blood.

Home from "I remember that" quarries

in uncharted territories.

Go make some "let's blow some shit up" stories

In your "this life is mine" laboratory.

 

Be good to yourself:

free spirited incarnate.

Feeling messy clear fluidity,

and in all your glory!

 

Run with the wolves

 

 


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