i am tired lily
cries
from the red eye

i will supine
just here
in the dusty road

and read the clouds
in the reflected
decked in glory

wonder at you and
me
the same and yet

cosmically apart
(just go around)
alive and yet dead..

i shall prostrate for
peace are we not
kith and kin

brother and sister
do we not all want
the same..?!