As geographical references are Stripped
of substrate and jacket by jackal
in its naivety of youth
The dogs dug deeper six feet holes
Of artful expression than I did.
Than a staged story of a winged man
Now agitating for sugar free soda
The Exit to critical Recitals titled books
the citadels of Rome that once fell.
And I never saw those Spanish mountains slide
Merely saw a video of flooding valleys washing away
As children of faith are bathed in golden tented shrines.
Flights overhead as sickness presents
Strange way to raise funds at the door
Playing the pan pipes
With a stereo outed choral hands of
wax works that wanted to freeze or
rewind to a Child’s seat with a joke book
And passing by the planetarium.
As Planets of genesis agents whom pray too edifices
Of their own self destructive love and gated recreation
should of left the sleeping dog to lie that day
After agreeing to come to terms with myself