Cross Bones
She’s cross bones floatin’
on her eyes...
Kept Eye Crowd rockin’
side to side...
...Cringed on anxious heels
they devour her shield
as she blows
through the orangey sky.
Like a breeze she's now
passing over...
She’s the cloud far
above our heads...
...Why they hang,
hungry fangs, so sober
like some icicle
that’s gone wet?...
She be singin’ psalms
while they well
with weights...
It's her painted cue
To ignore old traits
as they carve a roost
from imagined bliss
with an honored view
of the wide abyss...
She’s cross bones floatin’
on her eyes...
Kept Eye Crowd rockin’
side to side...
...Cringed on anxious heels
they devour her shield
...There she blows
through the orangey sky!
In a grip, raised to dip
From the crude dirt nap...
Tho her end came too quick
With one slice of your bat...
Not a heart arose
From this den of trolls
Who are sentenced to the
burning vat...
She be singin’ psalms
while they well
with weights...
It's her painted cue
To ignore old traits
as they carve a roost
from imagined bliss
with an honored view
of the wide abyss...
She’s cross bones floatin’
on her eyes...
Kept Eye Crowd rockin’
side to side...
...Cringed on anxious heels
they devour her shield...
...There she blows
through the orangey sky!
©
1/9/20
Bunny Villaire
(Edit #4)