Changing time like zones, eastern, western, specific
Directional never losing the path, pen verse pad;
Battle of the ink's ballad creaming pages like salads,
Cracking lines like croutons, ribs, saltines, and chips;
Distinguished as a gentleman some label riddles of the simple,
Foolish talk flowing fluently off drenched lips,
Dispensed like snacks from machines without the change,
Still exchange descriptive pain, overstand never needs explained;
Strange mind frame deranged lunatic describing pictures busting
And bursting out the frame like 3D, bringing non-believers closer
To mental pain;
Back from emotional hiatus, love's spread is contagious;
People read the script and call it outrageous;
Coming in different phases only the chosen can save US!