the last child.........(gasp!)

breathing
.............poisonous fumes!

in the city
along what were once pristine shores!

WHOA!  POET!!

what images of freedom are left for you
to use
in order to maintain some sense of balance
some symmetry

some REASON
for rhythm  syntax or rhyme

sme sense of a universal harmony?

the mountains have been leveled
and are stricken from view

IS ONLY RAW *** LEFT?

or "funny love" or self abuse?

dainty little words drip down

POET!

be true

you are not the cosmic clown!

come

let SILENCE reign

and then speak clearly

as becomes you