The Documentary Poem by Kale Beaudry

the letters spin and spin again
the vibrations of time forever in sync with sound
the sexual sensuality of sexual desires
feasted on by women of only hollywood proportion
swinging on her legs smiling
the universe swirls in my old eyes, in everything I see
catch the train of thoughts before they depart
they'll keep going on after you're done
you can't have my universe, you can't take it away
listening to others yet taking it away
every syllable strikes a chord
accounting up to an otherwise unheard intoxication
of every single sound, a symphony
an orchestra of everything in existence
everything on a certain level,
everything beautiful.
always moving forward, never backward
the people are moving on down the line, watch it.