| the oper-ENT
word is ENT-husiasummmm
sum-sum-sum
end over end
over end over end
ent-iv-evid-ent-ly
you don't see them freely
they cost
carbon diox
you loose it
the loss
no cost
it sym-bios concrete
feet
they compete
no bay-side sinkers these sidewalk tinkers
cliche is stranger than fiction in fine diction
these roots
we've been under this tree
for a long time let's pave it
underrrrrrr-rrrrr-rrrrrr-rrrrrrrr-rrrrrrrr
no bugs or leaves in this park
can't afford grass & we've put in a requisition
for some new trees
to the committee of these
the larks in the parks are few
the green concrete
cast shadows
they reach to the steel and chrome
of the walls about
no darkness
compromise inside the leaves strain to rest
photo-photo sys-i-phis
synthesis never rest
under duress paws...no movement though the branches bare many
many many many many names...carved deep repeat
light bouncing off the shiny
through the trees
fingers lingers, yes? |