Fuck you.
Fuck me.
Fuck life.
Fuck a dollar,
For a dime.
Money, money, mind.
Monkey, monkey, fly.
Fly, money, fly.
A whole piece of a fractioned mind.
Focus stokes us,
Fire blazing onus.
No fault,
We're a team.
The whole universe is playing personalities.
History not moving,
The economy not fluid,
Without you,
You is me,
X-factor eternity.
Nothing is done outside.
All duality resides, here.
Cold concrete beneath my feet,
Three sweet girls sharing coffee with the street.
No wind.
Quite now.
They speak Mandarin.
I speak none.
Silent with my fingers and fast with my thoughts.
Silly ideas, what have you got?
There is a fuzzy tree blowing fuzz all over me.
Fuzz landed on my nose and tickled as it glowed, down.
Door closes,
Wheels roll by,
Door opens,
A backpack lands by my side,
A man smiles and says "Hi",
It's Saturday morning,
And I'm glad for this time.