Wednesday, June 23, 2004

1171

They speak with wisdom and certainty
No they don't. They're people

And the sun is out venting
The style anyone can recognize

As the product of industry
Not a divine legacy, vindictive

Feelings crows may or may not have
Something changes. Results,

That's what they want to see
Says you. Space and slack are here

For a while. Wait with me
At the airport, keep working

On what really happens next.
It's not right that it feels,

Not natural, but built
On level ground. Ole!