Daring men and singers of dare

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

have.

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