the boil in the bag shrunk to fit
plaster of Paris political river system
As tame typewerks often find a week
is a long time when a roof has fallen in
But the faith like in the beginning is still above.
As are the stars which we can now see
When looking to the sky from inside
for the first time since the ocean rescinded
to reveal a island with a view of the night
And the arching future that awaits.