A Shiny Turd

Later I should email everyone on submithub with last night's live stream link
I could sift my mind for nature
What do you think?
I could write about nature
What do you think?

But I went outside this morning
Did ten pull-ups from a branch
Then returned to my studio
And had last night's indian on a slice of eggplant
I wouldn't have said 'eggplant'
But it rhymed

What do you think?
What do you think?
What do you think?

I said folk boy was gonna die
I don't know what that means
But if it's any kind of sign
I keep seeing the same numbers again and again and again and again and again
33 and 44
Live my life by 222
111
Let the one be love

I'm a sign of the times, move aside
Summer unwinds me
I frost up in the winter
Climbing down like an estuary
Lead me to the sea

I remember when it dawned on me
'These are not songs, they're my feelings'
And the only thing worth listening to
Is the truth

I don't wanna write songs anymore
I just wanna sing
I'm tired of scheming
And marketing

I'm not here to know you know
The self I want you to
I'm here to know the truth

Simmer down
Love starts now
It's all absurd
A shiny turd