The clouds are moving in the sky rolls westwards
Holy oceans screen
Rear window views of dusk set dawns
And ocean blue hues
Ripples like waves a breeze of cold air tingles my bones and I’m caught in the snare in the wave in the loop in the hook sink liner
Of a one time lover but a full time homie
Bliss flows openly

As skies rain down yellow blessing of jello frivolity
And laughter lines appear to be simple minded blasphemy,
But really are divinely guided, uncanny
How the same is different to others