The radio is black noise
Unearthed voices across the Korean sunny skies
60-cycle hum-clouds as the bumblebee
flies
while the
Patience would Die in the
Darkness be-low your bed
Never to Leave just a
Trace of forgetmenots,
Tuned to perfection to
Slow down your soul to my
Pace so that I can keep
Up with your Heart on the run…

*Weather changes moods, pictures of Hindu temples between trees burning bright*

They tell me Monoliths are on the rise in the west
Revolutions through their roots…


Conceal your foxes inside of your forests, baby,
With their red paws across the turquoise grass they’ll be safe and warm
Let a tired dog rest by your campfire,
Let go off the noose of your past
Slip back into the cold and courtyard of Inspiration
Rub a dice against your belly and swallow all the numbers
And the chance