I wrote that knucklehead these two poems a while back
Padre
I am the rain of the effervescent, climbing back
Primordial slosh innocently coating terpene
Boils simmer lancing
Tastes exquisite
Feels like an impulse dream
A cacophony of persevering imperative
If we were ever aware of the self
There is now
Blades of bliss
Sequined ivory tenewed strands
Of dimensional gunk
Dad 👨👩👧
The wisdom of my Father
My Father is wise
He is an artist ofLife
He represents our
Clan in a manner
Representative of goodness
He is kind
He is quiet and gentle
He lives his life to the beat of his own drum
He
Totally rocks, dude
He is a savior
And is excited
By his children
His nature means
His admonishments are given
Out of love
And tenderness
He wishes the best
For those close to him
And forgives enemies easily
He is not hard to understand
But is easy to get along with
And politely includes all
GojiraJaeger 