Turpentine and willfulness Robins and terns, with etching sti… We gliding by, whole as much in ou… No it’s not nothing, an epic, for… For surviving with the beauty we h…

The issue is, We, those of us who did not come h… Willingly We’re too red And white

Just to say, You a beautiful being Are taller than the trees; already, the ground moved Beneath your feet

All the cars have been robbed There was nothing in the vans They made gold of air The radio blares pretend And the traffic’s rough again.

To truth, It shows What love it is that glows, That wagons wheel, Birdsong Cardinal flash, river stone Garden grow

I hope you get your dreams From where I sit I cannot see. I hope you are in gilded light Near it does not surround my eyes. I hope you have sound peace

I want to marry you That’s the way it is, true Not just paper, or for show In the way only we know It’s true, already though

The only promises I’ll make Are the ones you’ve already seen i… I swear, on my life. Paradox of poem and silly sky So is life, on faith we dive.

I dreamed once, For true naive That we would walk Sanguine and silly Besides the trees

I’d like to write a story In parts of six or seven I only know the one, Can we write it together? Everything will be just so

I’m famous, but I wasn’t supposed… Nor did I care to, or attempt in… None of us were, just citizens. It would appear that I wasn’t, bu… Just pretend,

I was free once, And nobody cared an inch what I’d… That’s how I liked it, that’s wha… Now, for a year or more, The state knocking at my door,

We are Greek, in a democracy We are not pawns for autocracy, We the characters of an Odyssey, Are not your lies for tooth fairy, We are humans with lives you prete…

I saw a dream that cried Riding the bus, passed the tractor… And construction to the outside of… Not a farm but a field A small ranch with a slight mess i…