Maybe
The outside looks like shit
Inside
Wonderful for a time
Or
Flip it and play with what you got
Be discreet
Spindle top
Top
Passages of the third world
Kind
Cave symbols on my arm
Future ink
Plenty of time
Paternal dogma
Escapism
No escape
Loyalty magnified code
Where you been tonight
As it settles down to a dull
Scream for your principle
Misspell Values
One leg rises to the other legs knees
Back and forth
And
So on and so
There’s always a love hanging in the
Mystic
For me
You
Us
A world filled with ingredients
Let go
Through all the thorny pathways of time
Commercial pawns
Surreal lies
Envelops pushed to their limits
Pop
Hazy Acres 
Your Thoughts