fiesta

stimulate me, I
for that which my eyes do
more than revealed
more still than hidden
forbidden
down trodden treaded
threaded rusty needle
volkswagon beetle
sewing so social socialites might
become weak so to speak
nap time

back awake
baked
shaken not stirred
dizzy vision
as gravity grips glass
thinner
as time grips us
away

back
mind in rhythm
feelings beyond expression
understanding beyond still
can't keep from rhyming
i find it a thrill

and what is this i
who's now lowercase
something has happened?
what, a disgrace?

no not quite really
it's something you know
it's party of you
when you, you does go