Destination Paved By this Man

Trying to find the

destinations in which tedious

talkative transvestites

are in the midst

of taking me.

What destination is the pendulum

going to swing next

can I text you the answer

or is it against the rules

Of engagement.

For my thoughts tend to refocus

to engage the mind and spirit,

the car in which I steer

it can be out of focus

for many to see coming,

but I assure you it's there.

Clothes make the man,

so they say,

but I say

how the clothes

shall tailor to me.

I am a man

hear me roar,

but understanding

that when I speak up,

my awareness of the consequences

have already peaked.

I accept my bark, bite and

any confrontational

altercations that they generate

That is why I call myself MAN.

Distraction vs. Destination

days and days

of phrased praise.

One understands words

but sometimes the meaning

escapes the natural curve

of reality.

I just try to walk and

not stumble off the

path of righteousness.

But buses and buses

of people keep

side-swiping me

spinning my focus in a different

direction from the

end of this journey.

the choice,

though,

is mine,

for by allowing the

distraction of others directions

to intertwine with my mind

fault lies within this spine.

It is mine to grasp and hold

onto,

for every wasted distraction

gives me more

clarity to finish this journey

when hurdles are passed

and the path

allows my vision to once more grasp.