Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Becoming Set In Stone

Rising to the occasion of a Monday night's fight,
The runt out there is a form that left me not caring.
Bearing witnesses really had no key to his occasion.
Moccasins of stink are like evoked by the little man.

Testing the waters is what a man I love would say.
Paying attention to the nuances through concentrating,
Perpetuating insult by adding way more accuracy,
Negligently, toughening out in those boring down times.

Surely one would say, I care not about your credit score.
For all the marbles, I would want you on my team.
Beam me up Scotty because you either will rock or stink.
Fink, I think you winked at me- I'm turning my head.