19 – White Claws (ñü♡Law Edition)
Å∿§tory told by Å∿§tranger
Å∿§tory told N§ide whispers
Å∿§tory told which ΣY∃ heard
öF 3 waves chasing 2 blackbirds
Å∿Piece of parchment N their claws
These birds fly carrying Truth's ñü♡Law
Tangerine Child (Sugar N)
My Sugar N citrus juice makin'
Me a little §weet & kinda sour
Like a §trange orange range of
Savage Patch KIDS ripe & ready
4 change then finally find our
Final style in Tangerine Child
Cold Wind Blows
(Ü~И2 Bizarre ödd~worlD Иü~2 Ü𝚯)
There's this bizarre ödd~worlD
Found inside Liminal~§pace ÖИ∃
Had forgotten to erase, around
My third of seven eyes, behind
Lies Hound's virtual mind like
Dog pound on the Ghost~Train &
Made 4 fast lanes so 2 freight
§trange~Fate§ made inside real
Minds like intelligent designs
4 my dinner plate, as ÖИ∃ Time
Turns on my Process~2 initiate
Gaging Иü~growth rates found И
Three Initiates, Heaven's Gate
Making §weet Dreams §pinning~И
Me & The Doors twisting storms
We're ridin' then decidin' Now
We unlock our clocks & open up
Alien §kin, unzipping Birthday
Suits, revealing our outside 2
Golden~Wind hidden И Midden in
Rain sounding Weird, showering
Them plebes, Whö B~И ödd~glows
For ørigins - §till - an Unown
Like Poké~Memento, remembering
When Leonard forgot the name 4
So §trange~Man, always talking
On red telephones, turning И~2
|RED~ZONE§| so a no~no talking
2~ÖИ∃ from a Time~Zone - §till
Lacking proof for human bone И
§trange Blue World, oh~so full
Spheres needing to share space
With 2D shapes like a rookie's
Baseball card being taped onto
A stoned face, & be impossible
2C even 1 ödd~øutlin∃ 2 traces
Possibly robotic manufacturing
Or, potentially ~ may B~copied
Clones ~ yet ИØ~way 4~1~2 know
Inside & A11 alone like a lone
Purple~§tar superglued on Blue
American Cars ~ shifted Red by
Rust, Time must not trust, old
& Uncomfortable, 4 uncertainty
Is found И~Me when unconfirmed
Terms~R never learned so never
Able to tell if Whö's speaking
Is a grapevine, wine, or be Me
Making my moment happen И~Time
So ensuring my Word bears both
Good Reasoning & Smart Lines 2
Rhyme when reading, acting Now
Like Иü-Times as Ü~§ign change
Isn't Weird weather, 'cause be
Callenders needing rearranging
Иü~§easons §pinning, Cold Wind
Blows ~ now shows Orange~Range
Growing Green, yet not mean, &
Now resembling §weet~Tangerine
Trees ready for October treats
Passion & Motivation
So with this poem I have finished
My first project I've ever set
a due date for, a year away
& did it N about half of
the time I gave to Me
Shows what can be done when
the motivation that finds you
Already goes the same direction
your passion is currently heading
Motivation & passion - tragic love
The kinda love saved for the one
But those two meeting too soon
Before they have had any fun
Or even knew what they had
Their §tory is one always
ready to go - Just never when
the other one knows - 'cause they
Both think Life's like running
round & round Olympic tracks
so only way to win is stay
N your lane & with Eyes
forward - looking back
means you slow down
like a Loser who
You, already, knew was
back & behind where they'd
stay through the night and day
When winning is wanted ∿ turning
your head is a sin since known
they'd never become anything
other than number one - so
they never took the time
To check scars & faces
never reflected upon
Then, what's really the point of
winning it all & becoming the one
if the first time you see the tree
is when you wake up in pitch black
6ft beneath the tree they planted
To honer your death after defeat
winning can't be won, to win
is simply being free & happy
& how happy trees who finish
N every race:"did not place"
So, it's like getting to eat
every winner during eternity
Who never took their time to
Meet trees N lives they lead
&
I don't know where I'm going from here
But this time I'm not nearly as scared
Since finally know both dreams & aware
Of who is gone and who is really there
And that when both appear N§ide stares
I will be manifesting lightning stairs
♡Sugar☆World☮ 