The People Watcher by The Ron Allen Experiment

This is from a book I published on Amazon called My Eclectic Collection, From the Confines of my Mind, Poems for the Ponder and is the second musical version published on G-Dawg Radio~  I look out my window and I watch the folks pass by Some in such a hurry others they wave and smile The usuals now know me Watch every day, know their routine No, being a people watcher ain't the worst thing you can be I saw an angel, and she stared into my mind Glared as if to dare me, then through my window she would fly Gave to me two poppers, I quite like the ones with stripes I'm not sure if with the light or with the darkness she's aligned My thoughts then wandered into daydreams as I'd create things, in them hide Angel, she is nosy, into my secrets she would pry Did she ponder on and think of we, get lost in thought, caught in a scene, of love, lust, fear, anxiety! She walks the halls of memory. A walk through the prior could reveal a many thing catch me as a teen in the bath with a magazine! See me stick carrots into the ground I need to feed the devil; he's in eternal timeout! I know a place where we can be, alone and talk and time will freeze This place is one all lovers keep But angels too may like it, I think I've no wings I hate this shit I just a gosh darn idiot I wrapped my arms around me to keep warm and now they're stuck If she and I have child, it'll surely be a mut, Half angel and half watcher Like a chicken glide and cluck lay an egg A flightless fuck