I do this, I do that
a little bit of this, a little bit of that, see
I do this every day, it’s like a ditty in my head
that just won’t go away
...
The just of life
has its ups and downs
never without a sound
or even a notice
...
What is this feeling? Is it obsession?
Feeling of aggression, oh so passive
curse of emotion, why? is the question
...
Ode To Water
Water
So clear in color
yet so tasteful to the tongue
When I'm parched or in dying need
of moisture
you're right there by my side
waiting to be picked up
and swallowed
Feeling it glide smoothly
down my throat
I feel like I’m on a cloud
a midstful float
Smart Water, Dasani, Voss, Fiji
so many to choose from
my mouth gets uncontrollably hydrous
Water
the aqueous taste of water
a dry mouth I will never have again
the next time you’re thirsty
Take water for a spin