- CAMBIAMOS MUERTES -

A POEM OF OBSERVATION

- CAMBIAMOS MUERTES -

Spring plies her eyes
shallow like bleached wheat waves sallow
bye-bye before the solstice
& so soon Autumn falls

Sleep soon...

Tides tithe Us
over & over...pleioplea, oh
pleioplea S.T.O.P.*
the climate is rife

Sleep soon...

Winter creaks his frigid tongues
in harsh march
to yanked land
b'low melted seas

Sleep soon...

Cracks belie
the white-washed walls
to hustlers an' hucksters
e'en Uncle Tom

Sleep soon...

What harm
a Psalm here, there
assuage despair
& disparity

Sleep soon...

Must we
when clothing soils
& socked feet sodden wet
change the set

B'fore
the shred
the lot
too poor, too poor

Sleep soon...

In lofts
of mutant sympathos
bethrothed
terms of endurement

Sleep soon...

Wile
in veiled
wiley, viral vile
inveigled

Sleep soon...

As the Night deepens
now, what'll we
like dumbed lovers concuplicit
change?

Sleep soon
Sleep soon...

                        H.e.m.
                        1.1.MMix.

(*Save The Overburdened Planete`)