think check.

am i a writer or am i a thinker?

maybe the paper is magic. maybe i've got magic

brains.

"i like your brain."

well i like the days i wake up with a full breath of air.

hesitation, determination, clarification, modification

not much else to it.

sleep sigh sing sigh snip sigh sweep sigh smile sigh sun sigh see sigh

sea side?

oh if only.

sigh sigh sigh.

i think i've got a funny bone floating around in that brain of mine;

the one you like.

nothin but magic brains and magic jaws.

only the jaw wasn't magic. i don't remember what it was

already. to remember is to ______.

is it to hurt? to hope? to feel?

"i woke up this morning a funny taste in my head..."

it tastes so bitter...it tastes so...

sweet. Mmmm...bittersweet;

my closest companion. what shall it be today?

shall it be the same? or will today be different? looks like...

mystery is the flavor. sometimes i like the mystery; the murder-less kind.

but lately i'd prefer something with a little bit of murder that i can close

when i'm through and i open my eyes to real life:

one day it will be different.

do i want you to feel different or do i take comfort in you being just the same....

oh the beauty of silence the beauty of loneliness.

to be lonely is to be free. to be free

from that ventral tegmental beast...

but since when was lonely the good guy?

sure he's consistent. he'll keep you fed with his butter-less bread,

mundane routine dressed up all fancy as successful productivity

stability, reliability, dependability, security, rationality, solidity, safety, invincibility!

"we're only invincible as long as we're alive..."

invincibility is but a myth. so what more do we have

but to live? for what purpose:

fearless, selfless, generous, chivalrous, magnanimous, courageous...

let's meet halfway. give the soul

a break this time. take the steps one at a time.

goodbye slippery, hello calloused

little feet and stubby toes all my own.

peak out and see that crack of sun... feel the nibble then hear the buzz.

into the cage all skeptical uncertainty. it's a zoo

in there i tell you. in those places i don't understand i'll keep loving

the way you say good morning

"and you, take me the way i am."