dryshod

Dryshod Again
4-1-16

Old men cross the red sea dryshod
I've got sweet dreams of this victory
Our love is here to stay
Not for a year but evermore
Feeling arid like a desert
Drain that cacti and quench your thirst
In time the Alps crumble
O Gemini and Capricorn
In a heart filled chorus memories pass
The faucet, the burden
Of Arabia the Appalations
Will slide like mud
Come the return of blood...




Old Prescription
4-1-16

She pulls out at ten but I don't need to go
Slapped on my old prescription wire frames
Because my new ones are broken
Singing come the initial flight of my free bird
From me they shine within your eyes
And my arms reach out to you for the hourglass
How about the lie
Money and maneuver until Herbert Hoover
Grass is as sand
No longing remains unfulfilled
For summary riposte
A new view
A new look from the old book
Go, set a watchman
For my old prescription....