If we all eat fish together
It won’t matter whom we kiss
As whales search for seed lay cast
as Amber grist On the shoreline.
I saw a motivational speaker the other day
That told me if i stare at my shoes laces
They Will still come undone
Like The options for life that are on a
Refilled vendor and teas are Twenty pence.
Like all distractions some are easily spent
as is counting the Cost of extracting wisdom
From three to four.
The unfinished story’s of moth eaten ending
With only pages left to learn as the the lecturn
Is raised to burns toasting vines.