My fate has never been in the cards 

Reason I’ve been called difficult to deal with 

One might expect a play on words with the four suits 

But I feel Zoot fits me better 

I feel I’ve gotten better – with age – the stage 

Umbilical – the page – invisible 

Rage- miniscule – saved – but spiritual 

Be thy vocal chords 

Bathed in olive oil and poured back into me 

Backs into me became too crowded 

Turn your back on me so I can see the light at a different angle 

Strangled bad habits with the same hands 

I write my wrongs with – all blanks 

Small thanks to those that tried to keep the technique 

At its peak during my absence 

But I need my spot back- no need to shout 

I’ll remove you quietly  - no doubt 

Stefani taught me how to speak in silence 

 

 

What’s your name ---- 

It doesn’t matter…. Nah it definitely does matter 

Because your matter be fact 

In fact no opinion should have a 4 digit combo 

Capable of making you change course 

Coarse hearing will leave me out of wax museums 

But on or off wax I’m the brightest color out the box 

And that’s on the record 

Whether I decide to put it in my journal 

Or the weather makes me use an electronic device 

I’m tethered to the words like webster 

No Stu 

Silver lining in that – though the stew has a silver 

Spoon that stirs the pot 

Webster / Silver Spoons – two sitcoms I used to watch 

Sit calmly and watch as I paint this Randy Johnson.