the colors untangled to show transitional trust
along the seeds of sense
a pale moon bulges glowing the upside of forever
inevitable that you can find sky everywhere
pretty in pieces, not lovely as a whole
the crowds have moved to another corner of the universe
in a red wool overcoat you can see from quite a distance
with room to roam
rythmn walking along the edge of reason and clarity
sugar daisies in the light of day until she is as soaked
as bullfighters in bliss watching shiny black porpoises,
solid rubber slicing through swells of dark, salt water
sheets of rain touched with snow as winter closes for spring
where time is carefully kept on hands atop small circles of brass and tin
chasing a known quantity of flame
where nothing is as it should be
time brings about a small figure of difference
and my lack of patience is apparent to me only understanding a fool's heart
leveling all challenges the daylight is brimming with skilled action
go to see where beauty be
under low lit electric bulbs
the new tonic gleaming its existence
and a willingness to see the way that beauty be
with promises and wishes fullfilled
