Balance
As much salt as
Water, no less or more.
The poison is diluted well
For you.
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Balance
As much salt as
Water, no less or more.
The poison is diluted well
For you.
For you
I'll touch my lips
to the poison smeared
on your sweet lips so that we both
can live.
Can live
Off lightning bugs
And taste the glow that we
Wish we had tasted long ago.
Sustain.
Sustain
sustainable
sustainability
that's the motto that is the rule
Sustain.
sustain
age defying
powders,potions, lotions
i dont look young anymore
disdain
disdain
not with age, dear,
make up and get ready
an angel has come to fetch you
back home.
back home
feel the wind blow
me there far beyond the
pale moon's shadow; won't you please come
with me?
with me?
you ask too much
all my waking moments
and so I sleep them off, each one,
wasting
wasting—
minutes, hours, days.
my tears are muddled grays
because we are ever parted—
puddles.
puddles
the children splash
making boats sail street curbs
flicking their tongues they taste the rain
singing
Singing
So loudly now
That you can't hear the words
Just the noises, just the voices
No words.
No Words
Expression gone
Never to surface again
Except buried in the guise
Populism
No words
make any sense
song lost in loud noise
of high background musical row
of drums.
Of drums,
strange people talk.
The different drummer drums
the beat, tippity-tap-tap —
my song.
my song
got stuck in her
throat and all she could sing
ba ba black sheep, to hell with your
black wool!