The botanics and vitamins of a smoothie
Condense from the pulp, the fluff and seeds
A site, a gulp, such a painting of my swallow
Yet your words are flavoured and nutritious
A flash of sageness, a tick and trick of mind
Years used, time passed and moments amassed
The label stuck, the price tug plug and tagged
Avatars resurrected from undesired mines mime
Dusted and polished then placed on an antiquated shelf
Bloomed and groomed from a desiccated gloom
A wonder as a dear friend drag me from the grave

Hung together, but still alive
I define you, you justify me
Together we lived,
till you had a body to embrace.

purveyors of manufactured

kitsch

reminiscent of

plaster wall pool hall pastime bulls

eye

plastered

America’s

got stars

stripes

corncob pipes in

straight

lines and circles within circles
within

I’s

Jasper laid himself down on the plains of canvas in

perpetual concentrics

perpetuating eccentric eclectic economics of

subcutaneous pricetag politics.

bull’s

eyes on the prize of a new American dream

a dream deferred and defined

in straight and curved

lines.

My kid felt death before it's birth
From his mothers stomach to a body bag
Once in awhile I'll pull out his first shirt
White with green letters that read I'M HERE
Pricetag still hangs from the sleeve
Their was no reason why
My first try would be my last try
Twenty years has gone by without a second chance for a offspring
Look around at these men running from their child
Fold it and put it away as I think
Deaty never takes just one life

My father lived sixteen years after he died
Passing sixteen years and eight months from the day my mother was laid to rest
Five days into the new year
First time I seen two hearts become one
First time I realized that love can cause so much pain
Cancer took their life
I say their cause death took more then my mom that January night

Two kids found humor in bullying the elderly  
Run by giving a shove
Bruises, scrapes and broken hips were the outcome
Till the last day of last year
New years eve night and they had the third victim in sight
Steps away when someone yelled out STOP
They got shook and panicked
One went right
My nephew went straight
Bus driver slammed both feet on the left
He was two hours shy of his 14th birthday
I'm not sure how long the driver cried that night
But I know he took his life the day after my brother in law ended his

Death
Always to soon
Always at a bad time
Never gives and always takes more then just one