Only Grapes Talk the Talk
Crash the purple clouds be damned
What purple?
Myths, eye say
Grey is good
And grey begets grey
What light in yonder cloud beams down?
It is the sun
And grey is no juliet
Future hints
more of same
Not sane, nor shame,
Four grey gluttons
bleating punishment
Begone rainbow fan
Tasee
She mantras into
The daylight
He don�t love
Me anymore
Grey is grey
And more of same
In sanely loved
Now sanely morn
I be grown up
She wonders
?
surely not this
weigh to
the whole-lee land.
Ride baby ride
The bike trails
True
The sand dunes
Chamomile
The air with spring.
judih March 14/ 01