I’ve submitted my documentation
(It backs me up)
It serves, inside, as the shiny side of my alibi
(This cracks me up)
It might name time frames
(But not the pretty pictures they hold up)
I made them aware of what might be what. Right where.
...
Willows
We’ll go back to the willows
And to our river’s still, no,
It’s constant as rivers go.
We’ll lend our laps as pillows.
And watch our water
Littered with new leaves
Wet on just one side,
It’s lit…a sun jewel
& you’ll be sunny too.