THE BUZZARDS

AND who do you hear
when the last shoe drops
a tree fell within my forest
the party of life too noisy
but the buzzards…
they can smell

And when your star fell
upon who’s ground burned
the last of love’s hope
a grub worm saw
— yes it did
you dig into the dirt

I’ve got a question…
but the answer
is too hot
I’ve got a question…
but the response is rot

And…

Who you know isn’t so
and the night loves her cloak
what you see isn’t so
I touched a third rail…
— just to feel

::01/16/2014::