In suspended cotton glow,
My ****** architecture wondrously
waits permeated with the hollowness
that comes with mind's dissolve in love.
(Even the birds read ***** politics and would rather hold wings to a drastic shift in light as appeared thru the nest and branches so connected with foggy earth
&
Even the jesters who's knees ache with
Lost children resolve to speaking Poems to the Forest who have not forgotten June's princely fever
& Even the cynical italian officer
Who's briefcase molds behind his arched
Brittle spine can relate to the fullness of
His daydream
& Town Hall accounts for each passing hour
& Taxicab antlers offering welcome thru its veiled windows do keep the radio of India praying)
I am finding more and more used condoms on the carpet of anonymous rooms/
But at least the refrigerator is stocked with Wine!
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 2:41 AM UTC
In suspended cotton glow,
My ****** architecture wondrously
waits permeated with the hollowness
that comes with mind's dissolve in love.
(Even the birds read ***** politics and would rather hold wings to a drastic shift in light as appeared thru the nest and branches so connected with foggy earth
&
Even the jesters who's knees ache with
Lost children resolve to speaking Poems to the Forest who have not forgotten June's princely fever
& Even the cynical italian officer
Who's briefcase molds behind his arched
Brittle spine can relate to the fullness of
His daydream
& Town Hall accounts for each passing hour
& Taxicab antlers offering welcome thru its veiled windows do keep the radio of India praying)
I am finding more and more used condoms on the carpet of anonymous rooms/
But at least the refrigerator is stocked with Wine!
