Thump a' Bump

Hippocampus marmalade

With dulcimer thumping aftershave,

Deviated personality

Turned treble beats of innocent.

Shaded eyes to halt the burn,

Standing in the mental wreckage

Let’s not get lost in anything but the now,

it’s here and the past is gone,

choose a path and walk the road,

no more forcing a needle,

just be excitedly grateful,

truly joyful,

hold that happy,

and smile,

no matter how.