STEAMPUNK POETRY20
HEAVEN IS A BREATH AWAY
There is a place
I go to,
It is a breath away (City Sounds)
Everyone
Knows me by my first name
Heaven is a breath away
I
Am
Surrounded
By the people I love
And who love me (CARS HONK)
There is no such thing as cholesterol
Foods are full of flavor.
Nothing I can stuff in my face
Is bad for me.
There is no such thing
As a tummy ache.
Heaven is a breath away!
Words come out
Of my mouth like poetry.
You feel funny
But not sick
Everyone is the same
We are all connected Heaven is a breath away.
STEAMPUNK POETRY19
CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE
Digression
Money or happiness
Drugs or madness
Love or Selfishness
Friends or loneliness
Art or tasteless
Spice or blandness
Joy or sadness
Sin or goodness
Wisdom or darkness
Pennies or priceless Or maybe somewhere inbetween!
STEAMPUNK POETRY18
THE NERVE
Let’s go all the way
Let’s go at it all night and all day
Are you open?
She wants my love
Can’t, I can not
Its different,
It’s something you can’t buy
It’s not a stamp
Or tattoo. My love stains my soul.
STEAMPUNK POETRY17
SHATTERED
The sound of money
The feel of a dollar
The smell of a penny
A fever of opportunity
Good bye
To gadgets, justice, and friends
Money, mula, dinero
My strength My will is week.
STEAMPUNK POETRY16
THIS IS A BOOKMARK
To all the earth
And trees
And everything inbetween
I pray for thee
In times…
Rough or green
I pray for thee
Even to those that are mean,
I pray for thee.
In my heart and in my dreams
I pray for thee.
What else
Can anyone Ask for?
THE CHASER'S MANIFESTO 