Bucket List #1

I want to dance in the
perfect lighted cornea of
an infant’s honest eye.

I want to whisper in the
delicate hollows of
the most somber flute.

I want to tiptoe over the
flowering tastebuds of
two lovers’ wrestling tongues.

I want to sit in the
weathered hands of
a beggar wise and destroyed.

I want to be the change.

I want to ride the
rhythm of a flag in a typhoon,
my heart chasing
the furious beating.

I crave an angel’s aptitude for indulgence
and an elder’s diligence for prayer.
I want to know my place.

I want to spit scatt like
a rainstorm dancing from
rooftop to fire-escape.

I would like to
kiss every mother’s pain and worry away
and sing them all to sleep.

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About brokeMC

Artist: Graphic Design, Audio Production, Photo and Film Production and Editing, Painting, Writing, and all other manner of creative indulgence. and my moonwalk is ill.
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