Wasteland Over

Some Verse: ______ Line in the Sky: Shifting colors flying daydream of night. Returned our fractions. Burned our divisions. Line in the sky: Either and or and both Choice your choice Chose right, rejoice. There are lions in the antifreeze, Tigers in your synapses. I Sleep the winter. Division day crown: When we breathe, your crown falls down. _____ Listen: City of Mammals and I Fighting to stay afloat, Tied anchors to my legs And as water flowed in I realized it was me. City of Rain, Answered prayers of a boy Who's eyes she pried wide, Filled with dissolution. This is my hymn to the Sun. Which shines from myriad dimensions, Which glows in all nighttimes-- Sunlight, I found you Flying in a City of time, When I tied Anchors to my legs. Undid all bonds, here I feel free. Inner outer the same. Sun: I am this city of burning desire, I am you. And here in my fraction, Unburdened by distractions, Here I feel free. But children: Go where I send thee. (How shall I send thee?) Into the nighttime, To bring the dawn. Here in a note, To sing a new song Loius black: We ARE beautiful snowflakes. And so Unbound and unstuck We challenge new gods. Dawnbringer, City of sound and I Unstuck, unhere I feel free. One gold bag Turned to two. Two gold bags Turn to four. And the old baby riding the sun, He smiles down. He who wore The divison crown So we could break it Stomp it Sharpshoot and Voodooise, Explain and Summarize. My cheeks are filled with riddle. Tounge moves parables Like language of myth. (We ARE the novels.) Truth- funny word, It moved from noun to verb. City of Light. Grew a seed Grew two And we? Future to make Division to break Down And I The answer. Ride into cohabitation, Vibrate to cocreation, Twelve Thousand Nine Hundred Ninety nine and I. In thirteen twenty, Here, I feel free.