Chelovek Shedevr

no socks, stick forts and pine needles

I roam, without payin for it

a sagitarian

in your home

forest creatures, aware of this new beast

gossipin

while i’m blossomin like Maurice Sendak over beats

occasional tweets

of blue birds on my shoulder

the birds are real in this cartoon though

and I done climbed a lot of trees to get here

sounds and colors so clear

the waterfront dive, a tear

nickel highs and skies of blue

Frazier and Disney, I can waltz to this tune

black jokes and green fumes

red dirt and red man tombs, extermination

grows dark yellow in the afternoon

blood hungry birds ate my crumbs

no way back to where I came from

so happy here I can hear the drums

short shrift, fo fum