So we sat and watched,
Tip toeing on our five senses, we believed..
This piece of sensibility will take us there.
Yes , I know
This piece, my piece, our piece,
I read, I plead, I pledge this loyalty, loyalty thus lost, I found this piece deep down my sixth sense..
My wired vision, like a wireless Bluetooth I let my imagination run wild.
I try to eat my words right after I spit them, maybe I still seem to believe in left over’s.
I try to be spiritually poetic, so I can be plugged to the body POETRY..
My wish, our wish to be mentally involved in this body is simple and understandable.
I write to begin at the beginning; the end is no end without the beginning.
This piece I began with so, so I know so, when I say so.
To be filled to the brim, the brim of my film.
The sight in my mind, to look through my mind's eye and see through, I mean really see through my mind's eye.
Let my mind play in its personality, the same personality that prices the ink of my mind a few thousand poetry