Saga of a Reach (A Collection of Poems)
Search on through the buzzing Lights of night For one other fool That makes the sulfur sound Smell like rosy music Playing flowers And we want to ask Our magic how? The ape inside Play my keyboard mind The tone stings Unspoken instinct withdrawals Under the smile of a friendly rug But can we find one Or all To embrace this fugly mug? Call the pieces to fit Because we’re architects And don’t trust magic Over industry. Hollow out the moon To fix our lonesome eyes Just find that one great fight- Find tongues like tuning forks, Hum at the same tone At the same time, As your vacuum cleaner Find our souls cleansed in Such the way of povidene iodine My soul is strained from your Puzzle wear, Because you can’t believe You aren’t right for me- But we are only And are more Than animals, We drive away, Each, The last of a kind, Not a puzzle, But a pantheon. Perhaps oneness is th