Daring men and singers of dare
bare with me while shape poses and
and whistles thick through solid thought.
Here is eternity and finger through awe
for what else have we.
Drunken men and worn gadgets of time
I have come from this earth and here I stay.
Lullabies sing sweet to my ear and reflect
time and counter appearance.
WIthdraw up and sit down.
Earth beneath my feet and prayer in
my folded hands.
Desire sire and whimper what I might
Today is mine, as secrets
trickle into joy.
I wandered through terrible delight and betrayed
even my dearest.
And night has fallen as a star,
and my wish is made.
Though tis a secret I give it to you.
©Kevin S. Freeman