5/31/19

Chronically


DAmGD

To realize, finally.
Blur of inspiration and peace.
To emphasize, chemically.
Flash of liberation and beats.

To really fly, chronically.
Mess of indignation and heat.
To never try, tragically.
The obliteration of my sleep.

To make it right, easily.
Puff of motivation and sleaze.
To feel the night, openly.
Ignore expectations and dreams.

Texas Cosmopolitan 5: Martindale

  The road had done me in, I needed to hide out and get my thoughts together, write something, play something, do nothing for awhile.  I boo...