July 11

Juicy bits to taste
time crawling only too fast
mediately so
engaging in the worthwhile
justifies the meaning of


Fever from this air
absorbs only our senses
to surrender such
unbelievable pieces
cemented from head to toe


A mess awaiting,
from tunnels it piles up high
intersecting these
mysterious ways we see
from angles to our angels.


Facing rounds of reason,
clean streaks that mistake our souls
for what they displace
unabling awareness
to reach the peak of belief.


We sanitize it
convinced of our approval
dancing from hilltops
waving lengths gliding below
correct in retrospect.


They are glued down flat
submerged from bubbled gravel
teased Ann manuevoured
over foreign terrains
where love dumps to deepen soils.


Superior now
swiftly is herarchy.
Capabilities,
collide with uncertain men
unresolved might war games.


Patterning the norm
bewildered by precise means;
our understanding
that measures and moderates
what is dealt under the skin.


Fully masked and clothed
overwhemling screams of lacked
emotions unmet
and desired to fulfill
for silhouettes they become.


Glass mural sunbeams
creates a soft impression
blending the surface
to define coloured structures
strongly blown to such great heights.


Minute specks of life
synchronizing the burning fuel
crazy and discrete
they motion toward the clear
running 'til they dissipate.


Fast is push and drive
The warningis so pungent
That what fools is just
the figment of happy times
sewn into cells that remain.


The darkest of skies,
we try to forget its fade
while pursuing it
we let on doubts that surface
between the purple channels.


Furiously shaking,
and tumbling from side to side,
gracefully in tact
when placed bountifully in sync
that parallels each morning.