Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Send Me Back

I haggled with a barterman
Who launched me insults father than
the ancient sun washed sea wherein
he dined on simple feasts again
reiterating points because
he always will and never was
the man who started World War Three
and taught me ways of husbandry
how to be free with me you see
forget your silence touch the stream
of conscious feeling mixed with cream
a coffee in a coffee shop is hotter than
the eagle’s back that carries suns
and calls me back to fields of youth
that soothe the soul and call me friend
begin again begin again
the cycle that will never end
and ever send me back

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