Her smile is old,
she is halfway happy.
Your words are few
she begs for more mercy.

I lost a touch of green
through those wings
of free versed lined words.
I lost touch of a new life.

The way your body has been so blue.
The way those colours ride off your eyes.
Escort to illness, your homicide is new.
Conducting a toothless way to bite through.

The sky is just barely a triumph
Whilst you’re beauty speaks for itself.
Lets get real until we mislay the sun
Nearly lying next to me
your dream is on the run.

Your head spins something like a broken life
We’re talking about yesterday.
That once in a while loving like a knife.
We’re talking about today’s phrase.

As long as I can still level mass.
Insects seem to love you.
Vulgar affections trail you.
As long as I still intimidate the past

Within reason we’ll laugh at you
Talking about the height of things
Within time he’ll notice you.
All dolled up with no one to crawl home to.