Perfection Cheap Broken sunglasses Always So true Aint it as factual
Early morning cricket orchestra Resounding In the summer air Open fields What lies out there
Rain is falling down Thunders crashing all around Nevertheless Don’t stress Turn the lights down low
Five O Three Cruising down the highway The stolen vehicle Sunroof down Gleaming in the sunlight
Moonrise and Sunsets in New hues Beaches awash with New blues
Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens
Growing tired As the sun dips into the sea Growing tired Autumn leaves Falling from the trees
The lonely wolf cries When she is all alone Howling at the moon Her moans echo in the night sky And she weeps
The moon glows Upon my mind Alone is the pain of yesterday —I let her go The twilights glow
Within the confines Of tortured souls Ancient lies Fester
Hawks say no Jones in I don’t want x wife Lost love Fading into
In the distance Dogs bark In an instance As trees weave in the breeze Casting long creeping shadows
Cobwebs in my mind Sand in my eyes Outside the birds chirp Their delightful surprise Gentle breezes
No patience To wait beside The wishing well run dry No pennies to drop Till the rain
Oil leaks and elbow grease Men at work Tuesdays through the week Thursday eve comes Birthing of Fridays oblique