Kid Shit

Sometimes I need something simple. It’s official, I don’t do it for fiscal. That’s too complicated— like a missile caught me out my basement. Where to run to safety? Relocated. That ain’t what I wanted im not satiatiated but grateful for what I harnessed. for the longest time I thought if I waited in line, the product could be mine. But all the line produced was time forfeited, Pissed me off importantly. I oughta make my stand, not be waiting for direction from the man. They’ll say something complicated, convoluted, confusing, made me inundated when all I wanted was some space, shit. Get me fuel for my space ship. the stars are pretty, I can taste them. The darkness, its many faces. Is this what freedom is? The concept of a kid. The kid only knows simplicity, viscerally. Really it’s heartwarming, rhythmically. Bpm synchronicity, or syncopate the purest faith of curiosities tails chased. Think it might’ve killed the cat, but it didn’t kill eve. It did eventually, but it made it to we. They say naïveté i’s a distortion of faith and it is in a way but ain’t it refreshing to see. It is sometimes, at least to me. I can’t help but feel. Thinking got me nowhere, it almost got me killed. Mostly by me, but still, my bones chilled, chipped, and nearly shattered. My lips bubbled and spattered. Disaster, but I made it back here cuz I’m a damn good actor. I’d be a damn good pastor. I tend to my pasture. I mark my chapter. I’ll see what happens from up here, after. Get me fuel for my space ship. the stars are pretty, I can taste them. The darkness, its many faces. Is this what freedom is? The concept of a kid. I need it nice, I’m sensitive. You try to bash it, but let it live. We act like babies, it’s why we need preventative. I can’t let that pass like a sieve. Let me get us a bib before we covered in spit. My pop filter done done it’s bit. I fucked it up without a lick, the trick is to issue a pinch, something can’t be missed but will be. The journeys awfully wrong and hellishly hilly. Up and down fake pass like mike Bibby. Give it to you easy like babies with cups sippy. Sometimes sliding sentences semblance to trippy. Don’t trip, the climb is slippery. Once we make it, may we drink away envy.