The Sick Green Chameleon

I.

I see their kicks
High flying and I want to fly
Stick my formless green feet in
My magic form less form fitting feet

Swag like them I do

Win them with excel tricks and suave talk
So high I go
How long can I go
Wearing them banker kicks

I see their kicks
Neurotic buzzings and I want to buzz
Stick my formless green sole in
My magic form less form defying sole
Mentate like them I do
Win them with western blots and finnagled papers
So neurotic I go
How long can I go
Wearing them scientist kicks

I see their kicks
Noble saves and I want to save
Stick my formless green soul in
My magic form less form lying soul
Pontificate like them I do
Win them with mission trips and pristine demeanor
So noble I go
How long can I go
Wearing them mother theresa kicks

I see their kicks
Respectable pacing and I want to pace
Stick my formless green toes in
My magic form less form webbing toes
Pretense like them I do
Win them with ivy pedigree and feigned commitment
So respectable I go
How long can I go
Wearing them doctor kicks


II.

kick my

suave talk
finnagled papers
pristine demeanor
feigned commitment

high flying neurotic noble respectability

formless
tired
tired and sick
tired and sick and green is the soul of my feet

soul and feet
beg
beg me
beg me to kick the habit


III.

mold the shoes of my soul in walden