for once
i was there!
in the middle
of my life
see before
i was brewed
i was pressed
after roasting
undressed
dirty rice
nothing nice
tousled hair
tousled life
i did not care
then. cause to care
would have flung me
headlong!
to death
by feelings
along the tattered road
of life i trudged alone
banking on fast food
and handouts
being in the mud is
not the end my
friend
the earth has
risen to ice cream creations
pounded out amorphous on the block
all the children's
glittering eyes
upon us now!
there may be
magic
what was solid
frozen in fear?
finds its way sometimes
burgeoning!
up to the air!
no need to fly
just sit on the tarmac
the blue carpet of sky
and cry
give up
like clouds
perceptibly slow
then begin to sparkle with
all the other
shiny things
been disposed
mashed and rounded out
in the pavement
a city
bereavement
turned to glistening
reflections
all of us!
of the sun
i just wanna
get by i once
said and
now i am here
at the center
of my life
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