Miscellaneous

Flames of white
and of the night
will dance right here
majestic self
with grace and stealth
raise my right hand
forgiven acts
we’ll have no more

piano keys
do they say please
touch them again
the salty seas
will break my knees
can’t walk at all
thoughtless acts
we’ll have no more

Diana’s song
the lyrics wrong
beautiful still
the blue gray sky
wish not to die
though pretty not
righteous acts
we’ll have some more

lima beans
in water streams
so fresh they taste
smiles of dusk
we must not touch
i’ll drink to that
forgetful acts
they’ll be some more

broken hands
have no more plans
to write a song
black lungs of smoke
our spirits broke
just help her breathe
miracle acts
we hope for more

time stands still
how do we fill
the rest of days
animal lust
we use it must
dirty the sheets
yesterday’s acts
i ask for back

this makes us who we are…