The moon glows Upon my mind Alone is the pain of yesterday —I let her go The twilights glow
Snowed in Natures house arrest Warm cider Picture perfect Kind of day
My main squeeze Saturday afternoon Weekday bruises Never gone too soon Over yonder
Five O Three Cruising down the highway The stolen vehicle Sunroof down Gleaming in the sunlight
Black leather Doused with sun tan crisco She’s dancing the funky San Fran Disco Oozing sweat
Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens
Flames burning higher and higher The skies on fire Blue bullets rip Before I can kiss her goodbye The mermaids swim through
No patience To wait beside The wishing well run dry No pennies to drop Till the rain
Early morning cricket orchestra Resounding In the summer air Open fields What lies out there
En Route En route’ Life aint nothing But a Traffic jam
Veiled dark skies Sullen damp forests’ Foggy breath sans sunlight
Cobwebs in my mind Sand in my eyes Outside the birds chirp Their delightful surprise Gentle breezes
My rusty convertible In her daze gleamed of a scorchiin… Whilst by the rain she suffered Her oily paint slowly she shed Now she lies within the gates
Her High flying moon sunshine nothin but all sees All in the evening seized Underneath seas of tired cosmic st…
In the old neighborhood Ms Martha owns an old stone home The grandest made of granite and s… Tall white pillars Long wide windows and