I am an old fashioned maniac, gift giving hypnotist,
exo-skeletal systems’ analyst.
A non-wig wearing, warm weather terrorist.
A low flying river pilot, long distance lumber jack that’s saving the trees. First ever, all at once, ambidextrous,
secret weapon, always wanted,
anarchist through capitalism, under cover of a thunder cloud,
as a pirate.
An analogue enthusiast,
sunshine boy, certified, tested,
on again, off again astrologist and practical craftsman,
sweet talking maritime mystery man,
presidential sweetie pie, acid washed crotch rocket.
Specialist, two time alphabetical acrobat,
daydream believing, solitaire card shark,
unnatural activist, fan club president, confident/slight hesitant.
Non-mustache master, class tinker totterer,
assassin, television evangelist typecaster,
low down good looking, silver tongued, shit shoveling genius,
A curvier road than ever encountered before.
A deep seated bleeding heart,
broken by culture shock;
with word sculpture, a flag waver, rail grinder/chicken lollipop,
yellow crate finder.
Humongous tree finder,
chocolate chip cookie monster.
A cape wearing vagabond, straight edge, range roving, artist,
pack animal, shadowcasted by the fire of a flamethrower
burning a bloodsucking critic’s demeanor.