Untarnished

Everywhere metal and replica
Against the backdrop
Of relative barrenness

But with an ancient eye
Listen
Before the disaster

Sweetgrass under wild feet
Bruised momentarily
Yet pleased with creation

Drip, drip, drip
I see
Lichen hanging fervently

Ne’er

It's late afternoon
So the clowns have come out
The clowns and their clouds have come out

Juggling the truth
Denying the light
Sure that they'll not lose the fight

I own afternoon
And ev'ning and morn'
In armor, I'm clad to the bone

It's late now, for you
So clowns take your clouds
Back to your faint-hearted home

Into One

Leave me
Bad timing
Filterless funnymen
Ghosts of the most awful prose

Wash me
Rhythm of mine
Gleeful girl-woman
Eyes on the here and the now

Find me
In universe perfect metre
Simple-hearted simpleman
Helpless and helpmeet alike