My love never walked away
Woke up and began to sing
Wild wild we’re holding hands
With a honey bee and a cherry tree
Singing songs on a sunny day
Merrier than a holiday
We’re here in joy with an alibi
To take another round on a paddle boat
And climb away into the big limbed tree.
Tag: alibi
End/Begin (day 2866)
Compression is an alibi;
Dense earth puddling
And flowers suffering
For there is no space to grow
Until Worm makes its way
Casting its gold
Into trueness of soil
With no damage plan
Becoming the end of the road.
Eavesdropping (day 2757)
Butterfly moments
Give the Gossip Queen
Her alibi
Restlessly involving
Carnations
Eavesdropping on
Clouded repercussions
That lay awaiting
In a warm cup of coffee
Steaming