Huge hot-air balloons
dot the sky, all the
“Why?” I asked him,
how to save
the young man
who might still
fool the delegates,
are disguised now
all the others
who are vanishing
Everyone, and I look the ground at the persons,
we are the world and just you all think about it!
And the older ones, in the back coming in late,
I find apologies at this belated correspondence!
And moving on upward now going home, on my
lap she’ll feel better desires — any of my Olsmobile
backseats are game now as well, I’m going all out, I
seriously say that right now this is it!
I saw the long silence return like a thousand year
cometh, but really, I went, I’ll fetch her tongue.
So many know everything
What a wreck for advice;
the processes of the waves
had been warning you, and for