The bottoms

of wine glasses

that taunt me.

 
The blank pages

that are destined

to be songs

and poems.

That intimate clasp

of love expressed

by two as one

and "often" please!

A dumpster

which could hold

all the accumulated crap

that is taking

up space here

 
A helmet on the

next flight to Mars.

the Earth is dying

way too fast

 
A libido that's

alluring enough to

enhance all my assets 

and cause long

lashed eyes to turn

for another glance! 

A Bank account

that holds more than

a few $cents

above a skunk.

File cabinets

full of lit matches

at the IRS buildings.

Shoes that feel like

warm mud

and never hurt .

A hand that

wants long walks

and shared thoughts 

between the silence

of four footsteps

crunching sand

on a sunlit beach.

A birdcage with a

singing parrot

to harmonize

with my morning

shower songs..... 

The bellies of all

of the world's

hungry children 

filled with food

that sustains them

till they can

sustain themselves. 

A blank check

to a charity

that really helps people

without making

a profit off of it. 

An election ballot

that doesn't Trump us,

or leave us

dumbfounded

and Palin-g

that doesn't have

another Dick or

a Bush on it. 

 
A belly sated with the

finest gourmet delights

less any indigestion

 
A yard filled

with flowers

of many

outrageous colors

to hide my legal stash

 
A Jaguar with my

very happy butt

sticking to

the leather seats. 

The front lines

of war zones

manned by

child molesters

rapists

and murderers

sentenced to serve

but all holding

unloaded weapons.

A list of true friends that

exceeds three pages

and some pencilled

in possibilities.

 
Only counterfeit money

sent to all of the the

outrageously overpriced

election campaign funds 

Execution dates

on my calender

for any and all

of the world's terrorists's

bringing them

most painful exits!

A long talk

with God at

his earliest

convenience, 

bringing answers that

transform human souls.

These are just

some of the

Spaces I have

left to fill

in the time

I have left to kill

before my span of life

is full and done

and one

last hole remains

to contain

my grave thoughts.

Please add some

of the Spaces

that you'd like to fill

in the empty

comment box below

and I will add them

to my song to come..... 

and thanks for sharing!

Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2015

Art~Whimsically Yours Studio