I’m om in omaha…
to live aloha when the jehova’s witness
lick my litmus strip
this acidic christmas

…to keep cool in a hallway of brujas and witches.
i think, calmly…
do you know how many sorcerers have cast spells upon me?
-the middle of nowhere, the ghetto…
i gotta keep Gandhi inside when god’s gone
heavy metals
from bad food and full moons will settle
one thousand full moons fit inside my mind
when i breathe deep, I’m level

I’m om, I’m as calm as a coma…

wherever i go- live aloha.