March 8, 2019

Waiting to exhale was a song.

I waited often to end up wrong.

Just go at it; waiting’s for vacation addicts.

Just show up; through the journey you grow up.

Each wound a lesson, a reminding blessing.

Breathe in success with meaning, next;

Connect back with the beginning.

Who is it that’s been dreaming?

The smile eludes the watcher.

The watcher of earthling breathers.

Breather of Reptilian brains; natural cocaine.

The plan’s in the eyes of his main man.

Dove harmless—serpent charmer.

Sweat speaks to the land.

Calming life’s demand.

Skin of the clan.

Got damned…

-Budd

Born and raised in Portland, Oregon, Budd writes because no one can 'read' him. And it's a great way to hide public thoughts...

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