Summer sister sends her love to the minister
A blank verse cursed eye lids pursed
Ten dollar attraction for 5 cent of a fraction
Love a friend dies like the fog of the early morning
Friends forgive themselves after they have left the home stead
Snow melts as slow as milk molds further
Centimeter sticks of solute
Streets where I was not born
Streets where I am headed full horned
Pious pity for the peasants which we all are
Scribbling for forgiveness from our dear Lord
A man unseen unheard and not to be feared
The way of the law is the way of us all
Nature needeth not the glaring eye of suspicion
The heat the head the fingers the release
The treasure of might that relieves all the stresses of the week
Of the calender
Of the foghorn of maliciousness throughout this plagued and misfortunate world
I can't take it much longer I've got to see the world
The scope of the time lapse trembles underneath the eye of a child
Underneath the fingernail of God
Skyscrapers screaming for justice for they were built by the hands of the over fed
The overworked
The tricked and the deceived
I cannot go on if this is how it all is for the rest of time
Pie eating contests with cherry filled hormones
Hot dog churches eyes bursting the soul lifeless and thirsty
These people were born into a life not embraced and unbred
Now with the hour striking double midnight
The raven cracking his beak on my skull
The water dripping like the falls I've never seen
Bursting flames of white torrent flush underneath the whisper of God's hush
To be here to be there to be anywhere underneath the sky's glare
We are specks of conversation left at the dinner table
With a red lipstick kiss and a number
A frown and a glint of the flirtatious eye
Women and men living together in imperfect harmony
Lies that lay alive and writhing and seething and high and mighty breathing
These friends of mine whom I hold dear are getting much older
As am I
As am I and yet the sky
The bright blue egg crack yellow sky
Rests in infinite
Youthful
Romance