Ocean ocean depths so deep

Blue transparent sights  

Deep breathless fall into depths  

Swim or be fished out  

Urban life (easy now)

Rush chaotic sounds 

Polluted lights, speed walks walks 

Concrete jungle, stress

We use to live on 

Trees now we live on concrete 

Trees suited monkeys 

Civilization 
Who is laughing now I ask 
Ha ha ha ha ha

Gosh, I just dropped  
My dentures on the floor here, here
Help me look for it

Losing an arm

Are there rules in this world 
That say an enemy is an enemy  

But a friend mighty just be the same 
I fear age and time, circumstances 

Turn more friends to the dark side 
To the dark side of desire 

Greed has an eye so green it radiates 
It raptures the serenity of our co-existence 

How can I afford a trust so dear 
To allow a weakness a' vulnerability into my realm

To open up my house to 
Alibaba and the 40 thieves  

Even uncle Sam has now adopted 
A sense of paranoia, best if I know 

Best if I know what you are thinking 
"Me old friend", and not by your own admission 

Trust is obsolete to the status quo 
Who needs burn marks to affirm suspicions  

I might have to strip search you 
And prod your mind, add a lie detector test 

Just to be sure I know your intentions
And even with that I would not call it trust 

I appreciate the honesty of an enemy 
The trust of his/her intentions so pure 

Oh but a friend brings worrying thoughts 
Dandelions of would he stub me would he not 

Who killed Caesar rings bills of trauma  
No enemy known got so close to Rome 

Losing friends, making enemies 
Living  happily ever after, don't sweat it 

A case in point

Sometimes I try, I really try, sweats attached believe me 
Sometimes not so much, with procrastination and sleep walking 

Sometimes I don't at all, no movement at all, deadbeat on time 
Sometimes I deviate, dysfunctional compass, spinning wheels 

But most times, in my most solemn moment, mirrors reflection 
I am reminded of what drives me, a beacon of light 

And what the vision holds, pictures drawn 
A goal in mind, realigning sentiments, objectives as sign posts 

The road is never a straight one, the compass still works 
And the focus will always get me there, foretold I can feel it 

Adjusting clocks, rewinding arms 
To tell the time, on tic toc of dreams, I aspire 

This is a case in point, an angle of thought 
A case in point being made here, as we proceed 

A curfew in place (a bat's story)

I found a reason to apprehend 
The wary acts of bats, funny flies 

Blinded by the light 
Turn your lights down low to comprehend 

Mystery of their being, scary face 
Perhaps it is best they roam at night 

Not sure what to make of them mammals on flight 
Something caught in the door way of transformation 

In transition between light and day 
They sure look like dogs weird with wings 

Head shape and even with fur 
With tooth as fierce to bite if dared 

If the nights should have them 
Then so be it, cast them away I say 

As the self proclaimed lords of earth 
Perhaps we can do without them and fear 

Like so many we have made extinct and dead 
We can do without them and fear 

Ouch a reaction from a mosquito bite I felt 
Someone let the bats out, quick now quick quick 

To clean this mess of enraged mosquito attacks 
That tries to place a curfew on me, on me

Sitting  outside at night relaxing and pleased 
Someone call all the bats out 

These mosquitoes can not be serious 
I tell you, they cannot be serious at all 

I tell you, trying to place a curfew on me
But for my fur friend fly, my bat friend to the rescue 

These mosquito would have  in deed had their way 
"having a curfew placed on me"