LSD Chronicles 2

Internets wars... serious Ebuisness
i am goin to take the next trrain to gerogia, i dont know or care when it stops
as long as i can walk through peach orcahds, with my suit and straw hat top
i ve been gettin robed since i was born
and shun and told to stand down low
a whisper among a room of murmurs with experience narly piercing the air
a hush, a whisper afloat
like that of a penguin in the chill arctic night
and up throught the aire arose such an amazing beuatiful sound
that raised my hands toward heaven and set my heart a new
it was the ocean, foam, spraying hile hitting ice

i like to float among the faceless concrete scturtuce that dot my hometown of chicago
but such a request is unreasonable, such is the request to touch you
to hold to brush to caress you taut, expreinced skin, drenchecd drenched like no other
just an apparitoin of beauty to fair to be true but one thing i kow is that ill love you
if you stay the same, or decide to change liek autumn, i miss you so, and i know despair
that would be losing you, and i wouldnt and couldnt bear
so i suck at ass, and get juiced up
to write shitty poems that make no sense as a horribly veiled attempt to mask my emotions