I woke up I have to pee
smoke a bowl
to ease the pain
achiness and knwowledge
at my lifes' course
how ever sweet, to
fall, to bob to even
weave
not just in walk
but in my deed
I remember
watching rings of
smoke and having
thoughts as I listen
to that sax that no longer sounds the way I feel
or I don't feel the way it sounds
A I mourn I suddenly
know this as a sign
my heart did grow
not by inches
but in miles
like the grinch
my heart grew
largerupon
such generouss smiles
felt in touch
spirit     creed