Sunshine whispers
and then screams all over your face
Your tummy, a play ground
bone dry inside and hollowed out
If you ask you
which you often do
it's an easy out
and there is still meat in there
Birds are bouncing
branch to branch to sky to plate
In a better balance with gravity
the sky becomes crowded
The ground, a feeding frenzy
navigating around the waste
a summer adventure
becoming ritual
Breezy shore
can become violent, but doesn't
Spared from a lightning storm or hurricane
We wait out the perfect day
until it is almost gone
Never quite sure
when the fuse box might break
or some leatherbound journal
will hold our secret architecture accountable
--
6.18.12
and then screams all over your face
Your tummy, a play ground
bone dry inside and hollowed out
If you ask you
which you often do
it's an easy out
and there is still meat in there
Birds are bouncing
branch to branch to sky to plate
In a better balance with gravity
the sky becomes crowded
The ground, a feeding frenzy
navigating around the waste
a summer adventure
becoming ritual
Breezy shore
can become violent, but doesn't
Spared from a lightning storm or hurricane
We wait out the perfect day
until it is almost gone
Never quite sure
when the fuse box might break
or some leatherbound journal
will hold our secret architecture accountable
--
6.18.12
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