Pretty, pretty boy sing Pretty, pretty boy spread your wing Pretty, pretty boy learn how to fly The swirlies procreate with my devotion. Good-bye! You’re in motion all around me Making faces that your pleased to meet me And your work rate is ferocious. A bead of sweat leaves my eye from enscaling your coordinates motion.Continue reading “Where?”


Your’e Doin’ Alright!

  Little Fly Thy summer’s play, My thoughtless hand Has brush’d away. Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me? For I dance And drink & sing; Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength & breath; And the want Of thoughtContinue reading “Your’e Doin’ Alright!”