Alanis Morissette

Album:  So-Called Chaos

Title:  Knees Of My Bees

We share a culture, same vernacular

Love of physical humor and time spent alone

You with your penchant for spontaneous advents

For sticky unrests be unearthed and then gone

You are a gift renaissance with a wink

With tendancies for conversations that raise bars

You are a sage who is fueled by compassion comes to

Nooks and crannies as balm for all scars




You are a spirit that knows of no limit

Who knows of no ceiling, who balks at dead ends

You are a wordsmith who cares for his brothers

Not seduced by illusion or fair weather friends




You are a vision who lives by the signals of stomach

and intuition as your guide

You are a sliver of God on a platter

who walks what he talks

and who cops when he's lied