Tails for Heads

whats the worst is not knowing. like playing a game of poker and the tells are not showing

i wanna

i gotta

i want

in vain

i shall not

want to

want to 

so much

the flow is a go upon

like gay apparel 

to be donned

up on

we now

and how

now now

brown

cows jumping

over moons

cats 

cradles

silver spoons

laugh little dog

thats a good sport

the roof is on fire

get that fiddler 

a glass of water