at dans

god had to
limit me
somehow,
I wasn't gifted
musically,
It's all in my
head, not in my
hands.
Dan Y. plucks out
the mood,
reverbing,
creating long spells

eat up
_____
come out of
hiding,
quell your
passions
be a model
unto yrself
know your
vices, live
them a moment

harmonize
with me
I am not yr
enemy, I am
merely a
monkey w/ something
to say. A chubby
one at that.
How can I
be inspired when
I'm on my ass?
Share w/ me
and I will
share w/ you.

Keep playing
til my ears pop,
I do everything
they tell me
not to do.
I stood in front
of the teacher
to apologize.
Grades ffflew
by, F-ZERO.