you
you are good as fuck
type in you and look it up
you’re good as fuck
you put in love
to everything you do
including moving bugs
from in your room
to in the mud
you hooded monk
you hook it up
you put in love
you’re good as fuck
you
you glow like morning lake
plus your eyes adorn your face
like swollen grapes
you open gates
with coursing grace
your form is space
celebrating itself in a warm embrace
you forest flake
create you glow like morning lake
you
you have amazing thoughts
your ideas break through knots
erasing blocks
effacing locks
and blazing sparks
and changing hearts
parchment paper parched
to taste your latent art
engaging fox
exchanging amazing thoughts
you
you always make them smile
sacred child
make them smile
even though it on occasion takes a while
make em smile
you can pace your legs for miles
shake with style
fragrant wild
flower
patient naked guile
you make em smile

you
talk a lot about the articles you read
and the particles of weed
and the chronicles that barnacle the nautical you lead
caustically across this Baltic sea haltingly
forever on the crest of a wave
meditating bout the best of your days
probably like uh 7th grade
when hearts were easier to penetrate
at nights you used to walk a mile to a meadowed gate
to suck the finger of a silver siren
unskilled desire consummated in an unfrilled environment
couldn’t unbuild your wiring
so you chilled your fire and
your friends are cool
friends are dope
one of them about to elope with a program he wrote
the sultan of hope
plays you a slow jam
and makes your hands sweat on her hips
we belong together on a feather just a speck in the mist
you’re just inspecting the mist
for forms that seem honest
filled out four forms to inform your employers that on paper you seem flawless
now that you see you could be sawless
you saw off your nostalgia and seek solace
in all this god is dead lawlessness college kid broad acknowledgement of small business and politics

you you you you make me feel
you you you shake me still
you break these steel walls
you make reveal all
take me heal me crazy real baby we’ll still be fluttering together when the flood comes
drunk dancing and wondering where the blood runs