Micro Transactions

[Mr. J]

Catch a tigers toe, a liars nose with a wired phone.
Couldn't find the disconnect even with a dial tone.
Knock, knock, I am home where the giants roam.
David slung rock, brought down an empire's glow...
To the sky I go, high off familiarity & childish prose
You're still trying to find the right type of milestone.
I applaud that, weather the storm & all beyond that.
You withered in form a hard sail for a washed act.
Get blazed off contact, fly by like me...yeah I saw that.
Seesaw'd back on my own weight alone, take a note.
Take two, simulate sitcom over mistaken quotes.
Third party rituals written within the sacred tome.
Resurrection process en route in the shape of hope.
Prophesized in forsaken shows of affection.
Ideas that lack direction with emotional baggage...
Add to the collection...