But hints of fish did keep me there.
I felt their passing left and right,
‘lusive loves in starfish night.
But hints of fish did keep me there.
I felt their passing left and right,
‘lusive loves in starfish night.
In a field of cement
but the train,
who loved where it lied,
was heaven-sent
to see as he went
his wheels of steel turned to rubber
A dewfall on the heart.
Now not they but it
must turn and change colors
and bring forth life
from the duty divine.
Mourning your moaning
Crooning your groaning
Loving your passing
Second-guessing the mist
Said earthly good isn’t so good.
Some heaven doth give it the lie.
Takes some getting used to
I close my eyes and try again
What are gutted complexities
compared to you and me?
What eludes her other means
she gets by patience