forty-seven

petals leaving leaving leaving
as we drop and drift away
airplanes crashing smashing dashing
elbows ripped away to veins

all the ice is burning up
snowflakes glisten in the sun
while the treetops smile and sway
raindrops falling, one by one

rainsong sunsong windsong moon
all the secrets night and new
keep it cold and wet and nice
every moment has a price

take it grab it, fast and quick
little stays and little sticks
keep on jumping through the hoops
fire hailstorms fall in groups

gleaflet gilded, sappy storm
shining lowly on a form
rainbows, stone and bluest eyes
softly singing lullabyes

hanging pendulum of softest gold
drifting, swinging, stories told
back and forth and back we go
birds that fall and stones that throw

eighteen hundred faintest clouds
all and open, mouths in awe
caress the roughest part of earth
careening laughs of joy and mirth

orange skies of sweetest blue
i am me and you are you
eat the money, drink the gold
get it gone before you’re old

slipping slither
breath of night
wilt and wither
before the light
sighs and moans
and deep despair
gaping groans
that taint the air
heat it, fill it
suck it dry
crush it, kill it
don’t ask why

hair that splits and mouths that groan
sleeping sideways, all unknown
eighty eight to eighty five
all that grows is still alive
walking feet and shifting ground
beat it, shove it, pound for pound
eight and eight and eighty two
i wish you were more like you