Taste Enemies

Wild waves, wild waves
I'm never in the water
I'm never in the sand
I'm always thinking harder
Hard thoughts but no plans

Can I shoe you away?
Keep your feet clean & cut free
Going through the wild waves
I'm never in the water

I hope my secrets will not manifest as a contest.
I hope my skewers will not make me a vent.
Blowing through me, blowing through me, the waves
Waves of air

Oh I want to follow me down hill
No one tends to trust my songs
Soapy toast makes taste buds halt!
Now they are my taste enemies!

2017 Piemerica

Written by Michael Reyes

March 1, 2017
Lyrics & Poems