A Day Dream Within A Youthless Spirit

Do you have a banister?

Are you walking palm upwards?

Callous from the blisters
The finger whispers:

"Edge of Nantucket, Freed."

Where the synapses play on me.

This island of modern connectivity
Lace pools of floating sorrow.

Life relays a message for tomorrow:

"Peace will be held captive until a relapse
Or an understanding of true halos
Amongst my fellow children hill of eyes.

You will all know a piece before the whole
Truth.

A roulette of choices and change and sin.

So go ahead, let them take a pebble off that Mountain.

Karma is real for the non-doubters.

They pay their debt towards me
For an endless cycle of regret; shame.

Ultimately chosen with a mirror in hand.

Divinely guided by me."

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Spirit, take my hand, please.
Hide me in the bushes.
Set fire to me.
Then maybe they'll think of me
As a rosy of the night sky.
A true star of the north.
A wishing charm, of course.
A comet with a braided tail.

So whom does that make of me?

A cued fear to the people?

A warrior's wounded knee?

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Ravenously, I know and I see too;
What my ancestors have fortunately begotten.

Why my ancestors have unfortunately
Forgotten this world is for her means.

She's Mother the Womb;
Seashell seers towards her too.
The crackling faint of embers' dew;
The Autumn crying dawn whom
Brought upon her bosom unto you.

I gather feathers, stones,
Pinecones to use.

I put them in a green homemade basket.

With a rhapsody and pen
With thoughts to expand.

O Clear as the day of immorality began:

"I will share this whole world of yours;
Nothing will be misunderstood.

This is the present;
I did all I could do for this moment.

I told you I'll write home to you in a
Short made poesy of Wordsworth;
The Cream.

I've collected the essence of Saw and Song.

I wrote into the dusk:

"'Never Seed Thy Palm
Into The Procession Of The Cost.

Therefore I Plead,
Speak No Evil 'Til Evil Prevails No More.

Then All Will Be My God.'"

6:03 pm

An American Evening Y'all

A Day Dream Within A Youthless Spirit