Wednesday, March 4, 2026

Tidal Wave




A body used for many things

moves towards happiness

whatever concept this might be

costumes work in bed. 


Masked and haughty

born again nature's healthy child

I watched you grow my innocent

my fractal curve with style.


Your mother's beauty found its way

those eyes and smile open 

but with darkness found

inside


yes deep depression growing.    


Echoes of youth still run 

dance and sing while knowing

all the riches of this world

no one sleeps well


not owning.


The peace of funds 

live rich awhile  

and watch from balconies 

waves born tall

still out there now


don't miss at all 

they're coming. 


Walk away from all is well

body known as mine

drink awhile and find a girl

 your mother's tribe


your trial.


Because you felt your blood in her

and simply had to know

be inside and swim around

hold briefly


 let her go. 


Now old bones just sit reflect

on folly think of waves

decrepit days upon us now

and sharks sure on the way.


Everything is like this

a brief time in the sun

followed by the cleaning wave

old broom now whispers


done.


Just a little lesson

stretched out on folding chair

you and me together

bod


ma mère leaving quite bare. 

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