(BUTWILLSHEEVERKNOW?) [AKA] {casanova rivalry}

hello sunshine

hello stranger

open wide and taste the tang of sweeter cane than sugar razors

dancing fancy westward trampling dogs and bulls still skipping prancing

burst into the sky we can see

hoist above our heads our hands flee

cast below our feet bleed bent keys

rented scented rusting gently

escape to a world of counter tuition paved dark by perdition, saved larks for incisions

and hark harold still sees in dark but not clearly

our tarps cover windows to souls we see weary

and traveling alone into pastures of tears we

still float down below just much wetter and eerie

and lakes become homes for the cake on the bones

and our fate is unknown but still placed on the phone

we called collect

but couldn't collect

our intellect

still tries to infect

so we dissect

and tried a route more separate

to find out all the business pouches couched but still we sought them out yes!

and out we pulled them! from the boggy bog and breathed foggy fog but we lugged the log till we snugged and snogged and cuddle close to the huddled ghost whose kiss tastes of mist and desserts meant for toasts

and we still want them close

wrapped up to the most we can fit in the blanket

breathe close while youre facing my face and ill thank

it appears out of most of our blood when we drain it that heart cries no more but still shivers and tapers

and comes to a point

with its final thrust

the sword of pure reason had turned it to dust

and broke blade upon blade upon scared winters days and the powder that powered the sun still flowered and bloomed into the blossom that burst into the sky

and we can see

clearly

in the light

and your mouth is unrestrained

and so you call me by That name

and i refrain and i know that you, SEE OUR! why? a end

but not a lend

a gift

from the sifted words of sifted thoughts

and planted hearts that still are soft but hug the earth and moan and cough and dream of forests growing strong and sing their songs and sing their songs

and hope that we can learn their songs and one day maybe sing along.

FOUR DECEMBER TWO-THOUSAND-NINE