standing in the field of fresh cut Alfalfa
bleeding blades, of sweet and sour
their dirge, a song of fragrance,
I find myself in this midst, gazing
...
are too one sided, personal, and ill
designed for overfill and kill
filled with histamines and poisons
of a kind, cause the host to stumble
...
is driven by gain
chariot and champion
of inert to act
of idle to motion
...
it's a very serious operation
you might die, too traumatic,
I couldn't survive more than
two weeks, after your demise
...
a long line of hopes, expectations,
waiting to come alive and thrive
a beam of sunshine, morning primrose
dose of pep, trill, thrill, a bundle of nerves
...
sired of lofty genes, aspired to the skies
trees sprouted branching out
tangled entangled, electronic waves and wires
...
evolution of language,
a trail and trial of agreements,
conventional, hosting contacts
with a syntax of, by, for, and of each word
...
I have stomach cramps, a charlie horse,
on my thigh, gasping heart that sighs
host of polyps lined along the alimentary
canal, vying to dine on my food and being
...
I saw it on TV, a plane over disputed land
search and find a running object,
darting from here to there, in broad daylight
pilot pulled the trigger, destroyed the object
...
innocence asks,
why is the sky blue
and the grass green,
guilt asks, of blue and green,
...