My goal of six is quite sublime, E’en if I have to rhyme with ‘slime’.
Live into your name!
GOOD LORD – IT JUST KEEPS COMING.
I still don’t know
if any hearts were opened.
Really, my friend, I so wish you could see; You are as firm as your nameplate to me.
We heroes need some “me” time, too; I have a life past saving you.
I used to dream of invisibility… or flight.
With so limited a vista, no wonder I haunt you! I’ve nothing better to do.
FEAR NOT! The angels always say.
The ladder takes me up to where? A too-small portal waiting there.
I now own my road
And revel in its
And that will make all the difference.
And since you don’t get it,
You shouldn’t get This.
I’ve heard that stupid is as stupid does; so I am done with “doing” stupid now.
Run, walk, crawl, and ALWAYS be open to go someplace you didn’t plan. You might have been given a faulty map at the start.
Of course I want to be the best; I’m programmed to achieve
All is Chaos – Yet Structure and Purpose will always be found Within.
CONTROL is my Achilles’ heel, you see; I like to think that I can call the moon.
So Sides I Switch – “Solutioning” right now; At least until my strength begins to wane.
Who Belongs? You tell me…