rows of free bottles of booze
The 1st of May.
My ankles are opening
My hips are opening
My chest is opening.
My throat is opening
My third eye is opening..
Everything is unlocking
The phoenix is following me everywhere.
I told you I'd love you forever.
I guess I lied.
Now there's just me.
No.
Now there's me.
Me without you.
That sounds better.
It's so much better this way.
The canal was deserted because it was overflowing.
I walked where I was told not to.
-Excuse me.
I danced where I was told not to walk.
There was rain.
Maybe a couple ducks.
We didn't mind.
My smoke didn't bother anyone there.
And as I straighten up,
I allow my head to feel the sky
and my feet to feel the earth.
My boots have soaked through
So I feel it even more.
The energy just flows from head to toe.
This is my energy
And I use it however I choose.
So I dance.
I dance with it.
Those dudes in tribes,
damn, they had it good...
My bag is filled with cocoa powder
and icing sugar.
I prepared my room for the transition.
Recycled papers from number 4,
Moved the cow to the family,
With the sheep and the goose
I kept the stag where he should stay.
With me.
I feel myself sucking in London more.
Craving heat.
Summer sun...
I've spent enough time in the fall
And I'm excited to lay back in the sand.
Use what I've learned,
And play.
Surfing dreams.
Traveling.
© Anthony Wallace
(Thanks Becca & Ed)
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