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