Go
with your gut.
Go with your head.
Go with your heart where it leads.
Life in a rut.
Thoughts filled with dread.
Lost in a wildwood of copious trees.
Why be so needy?
Why be so greedy?
Why give a dingle at all?
No need to act
Until all of the facts have been
Spray-painted onto the wall.
Your gut is the first to speak,
Never shy, never meek.
Instinct akin to survival.
Then the head interjects
As the lines intersect
Til it becomes an archrival
But then the heart barters
For a cloudless new start seen
Through open and welcoming eyes,
Where decisions ring true
As the color of blue
In a world where
The heart never lies.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
Go with your head.
Go with your heart where it leads.
Life in a rut.
Thoughts filled with dread.
Lost in a wildwood of copious trees.
Why be so needy?
Why be so greedy?
Why give a dingle at all?
No need to act
Until all of the facts have been
Spray-painted onto the wall.
Your gut is the first to speak,
Never shy, never meek.
Instinct akin to survival.
Then the head interjects
As the lines intersect
Til it becomes an archrival
But then the heart barters
For a cloudless new start seen
Through open and welcoming eyes,
Where decisions ring true
As the color of blue
In a world where
The heart never lies.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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