Long comfy neck & a body that rests.Evn while typing or imbibing these crazy-ass texts. My heart's nestled true, amongst better and best..
Off for Christmas, right outta the tree-
I pledge my love, cos then you know that its free..
just give me a course, and some direction to take: please let it be written, in the friendships we make->
here's where I tickle, & prime my reality.. converging 'doing do' AND 'working with' in its entirety..
If you can't flow my words,
just think of BJM eating nerds..sittin in clouds, swinging monkey-magic-bar verbs..
Just let me be TITAN-
i'm so sick of human fight'n..
its the fear that's the weakness..and the anxiety of bite'n..
but hear- better than breaking glass,or skippin class, or bein last, cos its cool and backseat booners BLAST:
but
just if ya grabbed me, and gingerbread slabbed me,
i'm gonna let ur mind run, as I show my bum and with all that can be, and love under the sun I do de-claire, "u can kiss my ass'
with your carebear stare
and with that let it be known i'm the man that'll 'chocolate-fare',
your greatest scare.

Cos the Hansel Wtich had nothin on this reality glitch.
Leavn word trails of boulders, not crumbs
to kick that evil ass bakery, bitch!
Just find your way home outta those dark woods...
Now

brought to u with.
peace and Mud
BJM