Amanda Prays For Rain
In the tools of Jasper
And Rain City become
We spoke the muse of Parallel
And from the shore became
I of the font of Derry
And to the years of dew betrothe
Amanda walk the sea of air
And battled fortune forth
Olive and wine and distribute mine
A spring of second seal
To the watches of May
Seconded up the near of skill
To be hands to the river
And diving at heart
In a new moon we witnessed
A forest become
And to the gems in the sand
And a glow to Mom’s hand
We waited by the tracks
For water to non-accost
I was firm to the rail
And glad to my friend
Who waved at the men by the cabin
Doth time for sleep
And evidence lectric
We took all our cues
From the lantern
Doilies and watermelon
And six shots of green
Aboard to the toolhouse
By the tale
No more at war
Penning hearts of amore
We walked to the forest
Of the Hour
Amanda
Twilight at dawn
And shawls of redemption
Six quarts of Holy Water
Amanda is sane,
Free and bright
And the best of all worlds
Not afraid to be wronged
By an angel
At midrise
Though bested by noon
No telling,
Of heavenschance
And off to Saint Peter of Chase
By Kennebecasis
To not be alone
On beach day or in prose
To the phone that weeps
For her endurance became
Exaltation
Of the wind
That carries her home
Putin The Scab
There were things wrong inside the machine
And nothing like breaking words to do you in
Exposed to saddam, like the jealous activation
Why Russia is exhausted of you
Incontinence on repeat and hanging threats by noon
Is this the plan of war or am I damaging you
Sixteen threatened children
Because of their truth
And London was all ears for your captive
And Russian by dawn,
That is you, take the oath, which,
If I don’t know, has something to say about Peter
And Kaliningrad and all those voices on foul by train-
To Vladivostok where your plane crashes to the sound of Hector Berlioz
And America hit reset and welcomed the Southerners,
To be free by the dawn,
Such Dawn, in the enemy, was a Sumerian,
Who was dead by the Minister of Hate,
Known as putin,
And labour ran free of you,
And you accepted acid rain,
And poems,
And power,
And funerals,
Like yours.
Dnieper
There was a caution of snow
Waving back to the drift of Canada
Crosses for free
In time
And because-
Because war to the czar is free
From heaven men came
To breathe us life
And putin died
And we breathed-
Our win
Life on the scale
With photos of me
All day and all noon
We showed wreckage to Sweden
Our colours meld for curfew
And again, putin died
For 39 days ahead
Our plan to save lives
Through our prisoners,
They had a plan
And Zelenskyy the elect
Was timely in view
And this and that
And putin died
And we lived
And read our blessings
For Swiss time and our people
To the Sultan who cheered us
To be here, again,
Seated
And the reference plane we knew
By the phones that arrived
We had power, water, and peace,
And I’ll give you my war..
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