.It's a fragile mortal wonder                                             10    looking patiently seduced,                                           11    perhaps there's a new love                                             3    behind the light silk door.                                               3Emotions just past familiar,                                             13    her demons calming God--                                            13    Lo! behold a live death.                                                  14Stones inside the serpent                                                   15    fight willingly; preparing to                                             15    become the pearls and pain of birth.                         15    Adam & Eve, Cain & Abel?                                          mineWhere wind drawn warnings                                            17    are embraced in safe glory.                                           17Where desperate pretty chords     became one enchanted evening.                                  18+19    Desperate despair grinds in     corners, beneath the standing bed.                             20+21Holding onto old feelings they believed    once mattered; prayer asks what happened.            22+23    The sound of creation crashed at their feet.             23There's power warning angels, putting family     before vanity.  Push the reborn button                      24     to be shrouded in steel. Hide the history                   25     of money before they feed.                                              25Feeble middle fingers shall rise in anger,                         26     and dance the digitized dance                                          26     on warm summer nights.                                                    26Swee­t red poppies pound and explode                              27+me     on the countryside                                                      ­           27     with their bursting blooms of hope.                           (mine)Observe the windows of boredom,                                       28     open the pages of an unread book.                                  29+meVacant apologies transforms the dignity                            30     of a king into a wasteland of                                                 30     moth and brick. The loser is the fool.                                                            ­         me