Misery Mind

The sunshine yellow of fresh dafedils with the thought of lilies in my mind. I bring to fore the forces beneath to strike with vigor today. A paultry sum of energy is in my heart. Maybe we mark one with an X and one with a check. Hawks scream through me and see the need for war. I have explained my innocence and their guilt, but the bars encompass me reguardless. When will the black mark be on the sadists' backs? I must breath in the winter air for now and keep extreme composure. I see the eye, Dalai, and I will deal with the storm, with new abilities emerging with the Al Nino tides and waves. My Phycology Class was actually fairly interesting, mister. It is a study of only algae. My wishes are not heeded, but I will continue to whisper to the stallions in vicinity. New York City will be my queen, and I its moon. Muse is my monologue diety to you. Enjoy the THUNDER as I reap what THEY sew.