Dont Mind Me Poem by Joey Gavin

Dont mind me my gracious friend,
your only guise cant comprehend
the fact, its not clear, cant pretend
to look so long around the bend

And lend my reasons wild untended
smoking filter mended, when did
travel get so spoken worded
nothing comes if nothings heard
did
you fixate you gracious weight
on changing fate
destroying patent presence cried
we chewed the boundries passified
the lack of forecast memorised

a ladel scooped a soup of valor
offered then in any manor
lenths of far cried woe dried fold
dont mind me, i am not gold