Used to be fugly

Bounce bounce bounce

😄She’s so happy, jumping around

Easy acting the clown

Frowns upside down

I hear a sound

It says, “New level, you win!”

How lovely

Drudgery no longer smothers me

Uncovering new layers of this place

Caves of wonder inside😱

Move fingers fast

Not made of plaster

Alabaster spell-casters

Nobody is your master

Unless you choose to serve

Swerve, shit absurd

Other worlds🌐, well…

They don’t know what is best either

You rest your tongue

I’ll move my feet

Fingers linger on a line

A voice chimes in

“Add a lyric here.”

“Add a line there.”

Cheers and wine and sin

Toss it all in the garbage bin

Whatever

Golden wings mean golden feathers

A few will feed my whole crew

No worries, they’ll grow back

Golden swan–no longer ugly duck🦆

Swirls smile, try to touch

$5 dollars each

They don’t know I used to be fugly

Dig ditches / mow lawns / clean toilets

I still do sometimes…

Center, 🧘🏽‍♂️mediation in motion

Overcomes any triste I have with myself and myself

Full shelves

Mechanical elves’ stock

Nothing new

Don’t need magic to see them

Mind’s eye always has

Raise me, turn me over, shake me

Twice bake me, with cheese on top

Read everything I ever wrote✍🏽

Still

You won’t know where I’ve been

What I’ve seen

Who I am

(If there is such a being)