In A Spoon Of Silver Service

Reality is a bent spoon in a silver service
Service is robotic
Robots are perfect inferiors of ourselves
Our self is what we care about in others
Others are extras who make up our story
Stories are told more the less they are true
Truth is sometimes something unappealing
Unappealing are the lives that we lead
Leaders only do so if they follow followers
Followers determine who to designate
Designated are those fitting into the design
Designing reality bent in a spoon of silver service.

Love Is An Emotion Of The Heart

Love is an emotion of the heart
Heart is what the willing have
Haves end up taking for granted
Granted are wishes easy to give
Givers do so more for the self
Selfless are only the thoutful who thoutless
Thoutless is someone who thinks people mirrors
Mirrors that are held up to us make us see
Seeing to much blurs the occasion
Occasional can end up happening all the time
Time is a clock that laffs with its ticking
Ticking like love an emotion of the heart.

Houses For The Feathered

Trees are houses for the feathered
Feathered are the warm in Winter cold
Cold we do not need unless we're too warm
Warm is exceptional to the freezing
Freezing are those who stand still
Still believing are the destroyers of doubting
Doubting are those promised too long
Long is a short way if unplanned
Planned are many things not destined
Destinations are ours that are someone else's to see
See and you will hear complications
Complicated are the senses that cannot agree
Agreeing that tree houses aren't just for the feathered.

Something We Discover Not On Purpose

Purpose is something we discover not on purpose
Purpose is a pose that we take
Take do those who compliment the giver
Givers gain by not receiving
Receivers accept another's art
Art is the colored in heart
Heart is the ink of the soul
Soul is the body
Body is the outline of innermost thout
Thout is secretive to ourselves til we think it
It is what is to become
Becoming something we discover not on purpose