Hazy Acres

Little or most

Weather setup quite nice

Simple things like

Ice and coffee

Early morning quiet place

Yoga yes yoga 

Its too early 

Non sense 

Birdies are waiting 

Message in the glowing cubicle 

New faces 

Maybe love on the brink

Maybe not 

Just enjoy the show 

Steady moving on a court

Look back on this year

Hey, celebrate as you are 

Simple river sits with a book 

Let the memory play like the music plays 

Predict not

Made it to another chance to make it

Shoes

Get new ones 

Find new ink today 

Or new kink today

Where will it live 

Maybe a tiger hugging a planet 

Or it could bite it 

I like tigers

And birds

Whistling in the wind 

Pop tarts 

And goofy shit 

Moonwalking in target 

Dancing and hooping 

Subtle hints from a person

Subtle hints from the universe

Laughing at the gas expelling in happy baby

Never gets old 

There is a circus 

Living in my living room 

Which is in my mind 

Stirring in a circle 

Throw up small pieces in the air that stick 

Then hover around your head like a cartoon 

Chiclet teeth 

Bubble gum earring 

Smooth operators

Funny how music can bring out different things 

Light it up this smelly good stuff on a stick

You can sit alone in the quite trail 

Right after you pass the busy trail head

People will cram together to see water falling

But a small sign that says quiet trail

With the same water

Empty 

Wide open pools 

Flat spaces to picnic 

And paint 

And date

Well I could go on 

I feel alive 

In the ways crazy gets you to that patient place

Hovering on another plane 

Or just older 

Good in the goodness 

Or should in the shouldn’t 

There’s two ones in two 

I need to dance with a group of strangers 

Soon