Adjacent.

All for one, one that's all

one's too many, times withdrawn

a sharpened pencil with none to draw. 

Timeless wonder, lost in slumber

an ethereal mask, lost in numbers

awoken silence, lost amidst thunder

counted sheep, as the universal clock 

lies asunder.

Ponzi

 Steep darkness, pointed top

stoped projection, an almighty drop 

praise the powers that be

with no need for a fee

hushed tones in 48 degrees

a god given gift, natures energy

What is has already been

investigate the money and not the dream 

pay for silence, a team of greed

so work around the clock, the rich centipede.

Home is where the heart is, not a fish monger(Sycamore house)

 Just herds eating out the same young('s) manger 

in fact give me another vowel please Rachel 

so I can spell the word minger

not even worth one, two, three

O, a hole fistfull of fingers.

 

So spend the dime for the mimes

just stay the fuck away from mine.

Stop twisting my words and re-read your lack of understanding.

 Putting self for attention of strangers

including potential people danger

your brain belongs in the manger

though don't twist the words

you free as the birds

so don't follow herds

skimpy dress isn't an excuse 

for handful of their caboose 

your just a fucking moose.

When another is known

and placed upon that throne

then decide what you want to be shown

for some like nature and others prefer the silicone, 

the silly clones.

Of men and monsters.

 The riot of liars 

the innocence caught in the crossfire

as the means collude with hells desire

as the Devils renamed, The justifire.

So let loose the tongues 

for demons belong

amidst the pacifiers song

for who knows, where the strong went wrong.

Misunderstood.

 The trees, the bees

for the birds are on leave 

the swamps, the reeds

that blue oceans bleed

 

the grass, the weeds

in which fresh seeds precede

the autumn leaves 

that misread the need.

 

Me, myself and where the fuck did you go. (2)

 Struggle struggle no act of a cuddle

I is one, a wish for double

a shooting star reverberates her loving chuckle

a diamond amidst the encompassing rubble

so I pray for the eye fuelled shovel

to uncover the hope, that the message pierces through

this I will always do, even with my muzzled troubles

that over casts this mind with a muddled up puzzle

so 

fuddle up this struggle

with arms that turn I, into a couple.