Mysterious bones in the hallway
Waking up to an ET
Dancing on my chest
Healthy smells and sounds
Grinding metal
Slapping hamsteaks
Good morning City
I miss you like a dirty knee
Picking pieces of you
Out of my hair
Burping up last nights real salad
After 46 years I finally learned
The proper way to roll up my sleeves
Minimal food wastage
Maximum network potential
The last place for people to gather
Leaves and dog droppings
So much beauty to be found
All the squirrels are shutting down.
The longer I’m away
The more familiar things are
Sardines on a cracker
Joe Strummer on a wall
We sit and watch the beautiful people
Catching air
People are more beautiful
Amongst people
We are beautiful because we are not
Dogs
Dogs are beautiful but not like
People
You people are beautiful people
Like people
I love that