You see me and I see you
Now what are we gonna do
Because I know you know
And you know I know
There's something deeper than we let show

She is the first warmth of the new day as morning dew envelopes my exposed , quickened skin
A curious glance toward blue ambiance shelving mustering
prose to the God given natural holiday
Wildflower fragrant recovery , echoes of worked Earth , White Hereford
relaying the Dawn call to order
The business of man , plant and animal unfurled
Days of songbird early cacophony brought to steady relief
across pearl homesteads , cattle trails and country lanes

there’s a kid on a bike with a machete and she’s run your brother up a tree.  your brother is taking off his clothes and the kid has a toe she treats like a loose tooth.

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you watch as your mother tattoos the parts of her body she doesn’t like.  

the cross on her ankle
an insomniac’s
plus sign.

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I say to the bird of the chipped brain
that faith
is fascination’s

bruise…

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the food is gone that was seen by prayer

We sell em skin, we sell em tanks
We fill out the forms to fill out the ranks.

The new consumer army is on the way.

Jamming into your lane and piling up the stress with more bills and less pay and you'll get no say.

The public gets what the public wants and it's no where close to what we actually need

- but that's the nature of the beast and clearly the beasts knows best.

So we're jamming your day with sound and color, this is not an emergency it's the hourly stress test to see if you breakdown.

Breaking all your hopes and dreams, sizing you up and putting you in place, this isn't real life it's just a holding spot for the eventually deceased.

So pack your bags and bring the family, dine out by the sea and sink knee deep in the sand for the weather's getting better and it's time to bake in that fake spray tan.