Do it & Do it & Do it Again & if They Don't Believe in You They'll Never Win
Well that's it I guess I really do, climbed a few mountains and got my fuel / life is a duel & ya know what I'm serious now there
Ain't enough vowels in the human race there's a raven crowing something that spook in Harlem under the sewer cried through. Poe's words are cruel dark and beautiful. If you don't read em you're just a damn fool
Peace on earth and where shall we begin? We begin again and we just try to win. Been hell and back and I guess I'll be there soon before I do so I'd like to really say thank you to Mark Twain he took a black man and represented the human race. Why you could just see the lashes of oppression on ol' Jim's face / think I used the right guy's name / he was a slave now he's got someone else's name. / Float down the River of Dreams like Billy Joel. Love me my piano man, him and Elton got hearts of gold
It's a story as old as rhyme and all that jazz. Heard Billie Holiday is in heaven but she hasn't dropped the habit. Not like a nun's outfit where Hamlet said to Ophelia, "I liked you better when you were dead."
Got thoughts of uncles killing brothers to be kings. Just lost un-thought unthinking and caught and it's fine to be who you are when the timing's right, and ya wanna be a star, "baby you can ride my car / yes I'm gonna be a star," and how many lines of the Beatles can I say without Michael Jackson's estate billing me or whatever they do like the Tax Man and George Harrison too. As his guitar sweetly weeps, ever so gently tunes of loons in the loony bins I have been in.
Sometimes it's good to go crazy u really never know when you're gonna find a rabbit like the red pill in Matrix and you get the idea.
Not 'fraid of going outside anymore. I guess I'm kinda gay, but who the fuck cares? Maybe you like me that way. I am a clown. I am the rabbit in the hat. Fuck this world's all crazy, it's all been one tragic act.
I love you all if you never see me again. I'll be ok no matter what 'cause I know I believe in a god of my choosing I learned in AA. They won't want me back 'cause I relapsed, but ya know what they're really great they're they really are. Think I'll go to a meeting right away. This trip was hard, wanna be a star but man the efforts you make...
Anyway go get some help, don't wanna be the book that Alice killed herself, 'cause she was drugged up in a hole – oh, whatever you get it, and if you ain't tired of this shit I am.
Maybe god maybe you / I am the w you are the u. The one in the car the driver drunk and killed a couple on their wedding day. They were in a golf cart beautiful and young and some beautiful young woman too went 65 in a 25 mile zone, she drank too much, fucked her life up, and if you want the rest just shoot me a text.
I'm like Batman with that friggin' bat symbol in the sky. But tell me, and this for all, how the heck does Batman know when that projection of light, ya know, the Batman symbol in the sky appears in the sky? What if there's another bat somewhere else that happens to glow and radiate, and Batman's like, "No, that's the one I'm responding to."
You get the point always thought it would be nice to write an epic poem but it really never mattered much and my phone just beeped so I'm ending it here. This duck in gone
Phone could die. Someone could call I won't answer it just the same. I'm busy being dead in my own grave. 'Least like Sinatra I did it My Way.
Love my city, it is my world if you ever visit shoot me up. I'll be in a sewer here. Rather be a brother in a sewer speaking prose and poetry of his rose than a caged bird singing any day. We are men and women and now this other category. It's cool right, it kisses me off the attention. And it makes me a cynic, but as you can see I'm a little gay a little bit you, a little bit me:
"When I saw her face, now I'm a believer / Not a trace of doubt in my mind!"
Neil Diamond wrote for the Monkeys and now the former is on Broadway with Jackson and Back to the Future as a musical. All musicals are funny right? Barely watch 'em, but I do rhyme like crazy right?
Really gotta go things are scary in my head again. Need somewhere else to hide out now things are sweeping and emotion is intense.
Have no intention of influencing anyone in any way. I ain't no influencer, can figure it out myself, but I'm sure they're good too, but when you get in my face everyday don't care if you're physically there or on the myriad of screens...
Had a rhyme or two, but really what if this phone conks out right? But anything can happen and I hope it all happens to you too!
Peace on earth 'cause I like it that way.
Your pal, "Joey"
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A Sucker for Mania (let me explainia)
FanfictionA manic mind on the run, given to all kinds of fun. A little fan fiction with Back to the Future, Die Hard & Star Trek interludes, but mostly an absurdity with comedy & a tinge of drama. Won't you read me? I'm a novella & easily consumable!
