a salad of burnett bloodwort(sounds horrible but actually inoffensive and tasty, like raddichio

back then it was whiskey and pork chops
probably a bisket or two in tow
and my entourage of 'boyfriend' of the moment
9just some poor fellow bum whose tracks had come deraileured as had mine
and me a resister's nurse

burdensomeness, street furniture and the accoutrements of awakening, all one

The burette of measurement cannot eclipse the
carroty stick
that is: the feral fearful cannot count that good

such an extraordinaire meeting today, we recovers had, and yet there was in fact not a thing oout of the ordained therewithin,'eh?

nothing out of hte ordinary in the meeting at all and yet for some rational, it had so much promise
our talks of being craxed and mentally unwell
and yet all along we gave it the wink with
well, you never saw such honest faciting nup to it talk in any goldang bar squawk squabbling.
Me? Oh, i was a doctor many a time in them barrstalls,hon

Healing is so rough to do
when one's insides insist on goo
and wishin' things that just cannot occur
Ah, might as well practice magically to become a gladioator
and me a pacifist
so let me vent my anger ,the pillow won't swerve from my fist

I was once a hopeless drunk
the pew, the labcoat, nor Circe's trunk
nothing much could truly make it through
cuz the booze had me snafu'd
so my circles started closing in
and sunlessly i was chubby yet thin, sin

now i have some utter hope
drink again? today i shout Nope
it never worked before, it never could,would
now i believe it never should,zood


i have got the uplate songvoice
i watch the folks make such a wrongchoice
trying to win against the demon weed,seed
it ain't so much folly as tis greed, need

amnd now i better know, oh
so goodbye, to my mitten i must flowerunfalter unabahsed flow

as you think as i think

as you think as i think
we manifest in blue or pink

let us changer our minds
forget seeking new climes

let us heal body and thinker
and with other stuff not tinker

as we slow our hearts down
healing friends will flow surround

she thinks about whom she is

she thinks about whom she is
eruditely, imprudently awash
in care
and sorghum and hollows

and after a spiel
or reading the oblast der spiegel
she follyfroths for
a connection beyond all connexions untrance sending
in her zendo realm hyperreal

i'm think king of ultimate healing

I'm think king of ultimate healerings
I'm alert to the plausible first cause
My soul has been stomped on and bust-up
My spirit resounding wrapt into gauze.

I like the way of sober
it doesn't frigthen like the man behind the dober
it doesn't seem to suggest
that any depends on the ways of regress

turkey vultures 'bey the regal 'kill not'(they only eat the dead enders

turkey vultures and condors , no matter what part of florid ah, they never kills to eat they only eats what is already 'xpired and outa their miserly mystery