Father’s Day

This is my creative side I express myself Come with me, look at the sky Take a flight of fancy Slides project across the screen of my gifted mind Favor fading, failing fast Follow financial formulation It's okay, listen to the rain Have you an idea in mind? Multi-flavored fiction Can you hear the voice inside Telling you to listen? Cancelled is your fancy flight Glittered hearts and fears alight Just a little more manipulation It's okay, no rewrite today June 19th, quarter to nine It says so on the clock (says so on the clock) Take your time to stay in line And pay no mind to the fish everywhere Love is advice from a baby pigeon Love is a feeling deep within you Even if you live underground, love is a place that can be found Love is a gravel eating God named Malcolm Love is a place, love is a thing So pile up my plate sky high with chicken Do you ever wonder why You feel so traumatized? Clock, notepad, butterfly, dreams, love and time Don't hug me, I'm scared So misinformed and unaware (punish land) Every day is Father's Day In a digital world, you're free To do what you would like (oh, am I?) It's easy as one, two, three Charts, or style, or dancing Gastro guidance from a steak Teeth are turning into grey If you try to heed the voice that calls Canned and consumed by your friend, the cannibal Do you ever wonder why June 19th never goes by? Creatures of every kind Creatively conniving Don't hug me, I'm scared Stuck in a moonlit world of stairs Up and down You've ruined everything Do you ever wonder why you feel so traumatized? Clock, notepad, butterfly, dreams, love and time Don't hug, me I'm scared Pulled the plug and got out of there Walked away From the pain of Father's Day From the pain of Father's Day