Lifes Work

My hand glides as free as the government Tumble and crawl down the cold dark highway No destination for me Crawl, needless as you I… often credited for my people Never again shall I use cheep soap Clean my fringe, call my parent Steps are rising, becoming the law Hold my harness evading the dust cole miner make no fire Walk down my halls Call my twin… It=s easy Not forever crimson rose frozen in crystal and inlaid in jewels Time remains not Cold and unreal, ieredecent and playful Call my wonder, reach my eyes Your world so far, never real Cold you might say not mine Too hot never remaining Never again will you hold my heart I the owner is not showing You can look, lust for a bit That’s all, go away that’s right, no more Piss Off.