joe butt

whats on my brain.

Air

Blue as water. Sadness I have known. To hold the hand of God- I flailed about- he’s never shown. I’ve often walked the streets from muttered words to empty stare. I was one with God as then I took a breath of air.

Birdman

Man admired bird, as they soar atop the breeze. Jealousy was rampant in a war to chop the trees.

Phoenix Arizona

Love with temperance. Consume and have your fill. Some will try to emulate but none will have your skill. Pictures you will hang and place upon a wall. Phoenix Arizona- I can hear you call.

Cocaine

Leaves of green then made to paste while countless souls are laid to waste. Everything is made to taste. We’re poison.

hurricane butt [title subject to change]

I can’t hold a secret, spent plain as space in days. The sun is ornamental- hanging clouds, defacing rays. Shelter self from burning. Your shell so pale and fair. Through you I’ve gained complacency without assailing care.