the Bookshop Sessions #26

It was a four mile jump to dethrone this silk wrap I’ve been bound. Found either which way the wind blows it always stays waiting for that pen lid to walk the pavement straight talk.

Funny that concrete yearns for pen cries and tire skid crimes to trigger the flashing blues. Who drift round corners with Questions locked and loaded to cage lights that withhold you.

dO yOu UnDersTaNd?

They shout down at you. Overstanding that when you reply “Yes” you never knew the magi standing in front. Casting the spellings of tightly knit millables and billable souls trapped in symbols of I SOLD SOLD SOLD 

This so old soul dies and reacts to black rain when the reverb bounces lip to lip. Holding the hip that slips through. Drip drip. Listening to the five percent states of mind;

1. Word is bond 

2. Word is bond 

3. Word is bond 

4. Word is bond

5. Word is bond

As we say these overstand the breakdown of what you speak. Bound to words from an early age stuck in spellings— that's the hell of you. Holding on so dearly to the bondage that spells. To see the sounds and hear the bells that leave your large lips. Here lies the root to your harmony. With minds in battle since birth it's only right that our sounds could build and destroy our two tone towns. So see that your success unfolds through words unbound. 

This is the art of I, speaking heart strings plucking the mind for that key to slip through your back door guards, that lets…the liquid leak. 

It all happened so far I seem to speak the mother’s tongue that rains on the deaf man. So I call inside to reign supreme;

it’s in you lil Buddha, it screams. 

I see it lying tight in that silk bound bed that you still unlay. So unsay words you cannot, to take away your bags unpacked. Pick up your boot straps and shake off those spirits trapped in and on that tight top hat holding you down. It’s a round sound journey lifting you up from tonight to today to tonight.

I sifted through, and the pen chose a resurrection that could never end. 

May we love slowly and find what calls the heart to the path untold.