Catch me dealing illegal hugs on the

black market.

Ten dollar bill, the homeless lady’s sign: 

“What is life?”

Wait for the light to change at a stop sign.

Giggle fit.

Homeodynamic, healing being.

Logic? Love. 

They can cover our mouths but can’t silence

our voices.

Can’t always see the picture when you are

in the frame.

Learn the rules so they can be broken in

mental jail. 

Tired of the fat lady so I’ll sing

from now on.