A lick of the loon which
Boons in a frolic
All to soon

Dashes of the slower flower petals
All shining metal
A sign in between

These rocks that bash together
Cause small sparks
Amongst the stars

Are lights not of hope
But glimpses
Into a bleak mote

Rebar happenstance
Get your battle on
Lets dance

Past the windowsill babies weep
By their mothers feet
For the water has all dried up

Corn husk history parade
All the confetti has been burnt
To make

Ask the mirror what you can do for it
See what they'll say
Right back

Maybe nothing
Maybe something
Maybe
Everything