Yo, so Excelsior-Springs is wild, man.

Streets twist like mountain trails.

Main Street buzzes day-nite.

I chillin’ at Riverbend Park.

Whoa.

The bluffs near Mill Ave wow me.

I met folks at Maple Grove, too.

Local art hangs at the dusty gallery on Reed.

I wander the maze-like alleys near Westwood.

Truth? It feels free, raw.

Brokeback vibes when the sunset hits.

“Bigger than life, dude.”

Honestly, my heart raced there.

I got mad at weird pretenders.

Wow, I freak out sometimes.

I was super heppi @ the annual festival.

Caffs like Lefty’s brew magic.

I vibe near the silent, clear spring on Riverlane.

I sometimes muse, “Whoa, this is life.”

Dude, that park near 3rd & Haine?

Totally off the radar.

Hell, I remember a random meet-up at that dock.

So many rare, but rad moments.

I luv my messy sexologist life.

Excelsior-Springs speaks truth in shards.
Ths city brings mad twists, real feelings.

Every nook echoes Brokeback quotes.

“Sometimes, love wins, man.”

This place, it’s totally raw, ya know?

I spill my soul over every street.

Peace, bud, enjoy, and wow, just be you.