Modernity, Penny Royal Tea, and Gods in the Them
A purple goblet
glass cone,emblem of a white mare
metal base with the rococo finish
a shadow on a tabletop in a modern kitchen
penny royal tea, cup half full
wet lips
I have only so much to go
taste brings memories
side effects brings relief
to modernity!
fingernails on the bar
dress on my back
watching like a camera lens
feet too high above the land
must walk them down to earth
flowers pucker
One day
for now when fall is here
winter comes
nostalgia
wonder
where is my torch to traverse the tunnels of this time
this season
welcome to the cold
Ancient eyes with so much to say
mediums have voices for one mouth
lone beneath a starry sky
lights on in the distance
quiet your house for the night
I wonder
I hope for you
may your breadcrumbs be hearty
my torch be a burning beacon to lead you to my arms
to the heart of my voice which collects for you stories
by memory I will recite
one day
do not drink too much rain
save it for the earth