passion

forceful torso after gregory corso
candles ramble down the talk
smoke a cigarette and take a walk

rapture capture after the tide
ride the wide, open future,
you know how to surf
you’ll get back to sure

the sand sticks to your leg,
but a shower is all you need,
and then feed...

greed.
isnt just about money.

its about need...
for attention honey.

or did I mention power?
the coarseful cower
like a flower, with no sun.

cumbersome lumbersome days
are created, not brought.
I think its about change,
and working on my thought.

I bought the deal
and gave my schpiel
not much interested in the peel,
but in the seal.

until I saw the real.

talking about your passion
I know its not in fashion.
I’ve in-fact learned
about the time I ration.

Yet always speak your passion,
and do it, in your own fashion,
its about the time you ration.

and if you’re tired and feel like crashin,
pull over and protect your passion.
either way, it will be smashin!
its about, the time you rationed.

did you get hurt once? speaking passion?
was all about, the time you rationed.
work it in, feel your grin,
and in it, don’t get lost,
as you’ll be the only one to pay the cost.

cause either way, you’ll have to pay
isn’t it better, to spend that cheddar,
paying attention, and not someone else?
just do it smooth and pay your self.



©2002 by Yosh