...............his
between chains & carnations
my silent disavowal to the night
the tethered ropes of humanity
the pulp that ripens & rots
before the first bite
before he get’s to have it all
the promise of an america (lost era)
we all fall
amongst the bricks & poets
the machines & hoplessness
the starvation of the heart
once we could all
finally reach across
the earth
it falls
it ruins of rhyme
with too much reason
too much of everything
left the future with nothing
yet here we lay
dreaming of a big pay day
******* hope
from between my legs
i love you
i love you
‘til I go away
6/12/11
b4 midnite sunday