Ink Jar.

[george_morehead]

more of a rap than a poem

Ink Jar

concentrating on thoughts
as i
walk
blue steps
in shoes of red
new steps
feel good
good is how it gets
to be
feeling free
astral tiger tiger
eyes burning
bright
under the lights
of stars and the
full moon
consumed by the night
realisation
that the trees are coming
back to life

wont you rise
and dance with me

these leafs
float in on rivers go deep
down skipping into ocean waves
of trains head into
brand new worlds
tables turning
tiger tiger
astral eyes burning bright
in the twinkling soft glow
of sweet hazy
pretty dazey
Mary come save me
remedies
sinking the potions
we drink to
the sun
and run
with foxes
shadows on the road
this is where we belong
where were from
at peace
in the pretty dark

see now how
row after row
of crocodile sharp
sparks
true blue
blue tooth
lairy lairy
Mary swapping milk
teeth please
leave me
save me
just one coin

i gotta eat
more of whats
behind the fridge door
electric city bottles
glowing on the steps
outside getting cold
waiting for thiefs
that sweep the night... clea

concentrating on these thoughts
as i walk
blue steps
in shoes of red
new steps
feel good
good is how it gets