My words are like whirlpools
over people's heads
encompassing unique atoms with
each intricate thought,
flying upward and above
misunderstanding people
as they guess at the lesson
being taught

My feelings run deep,
way down in the jungle deep
they swing from trees like
that signifying monkey
and only thee
with the capabilities
of deciphering
my sought out cipher of sounds
can dig my protective plan
to send your mind round and round

I own words that slide slick into your soul
and mesmerize you  like those
Prophets of old
Leave you wondering and pondering
on conversations that brought revelations
and mind elevations
Visions that extend far beyond
what you are fond of
I search above....for wisdom
My parables, reversed scenarios
painted in different hues that bring
enchantment...
maybe I got you stuck off the realness
wondering what I meant

Yeah....maybe its you I spin
especially when
I speak around and about
or jump in and out
of the word closet or could it
just be me
making shit lovely
with complexity?