Freakin' Poetry

Oh well!

Old flame never dies,

Old school never lie...

Life is but a dream,

Butterflies and carnivals...

A frog in my throat,

A cricket in my vein...

A wish in my thoughts

And a stick on my hand.

I carry, I hurry

It's blurry, I barely

Fields of silver and gold

A fool's fold.

Parking free

Freaking fee

See

Me

Kneel

And Heel.