Chocolate, nothing tastes better than rich creamy chocolate.
Such a delight, brown chocolate skin woman how sweet you must be.
Such a savory treat, brown chocolate skin woman.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

keep it like a secret
bury it safe inside your chest
give a toast to what they've taken
and cheers to what they've left

then, beget a curse
on all you tried to save
spit in the face of innocence
better a master than a slave

dampen the fire in those eyes
before you lose control
meditate on love and loss
and sacrifice that temporary soul

What do you see,
In the complexity,
Of a world so flat and round?
Is it the subtle rhyme,
Or gentle bliss,
From a breeze that has a sound?

What do you see,
In the simplicity,
Of a desert so bright and bare?
Is it the quietness,
That you might miss,
The reason to compare?

So now you see,
That such beauty,
Exists without a care.

Why hide behind
the words of the people
Don't let the hate of others
Make your mind feel feeble
Let the knowledge
Melt your brain
Like hot steel to snow
Just so you can
Finally let it show

thread hangs dewy bright
oxidized aluminium contrasts
grey glassy grey

crumpled in doorway a song
through whiskers licked
yellow and smoke flecked
black ash.

notes
float
coats the space
between a boy
silver bits
(remnants of magic cards move
moving Mother)
from pocket to pocket

"silver linings, eh "

scaffolding reached a little higher
and somehow mucus trails
had a musical movement