no reason

Rambling reason
Blinding discourse
Open season
Falling field force

One more time
For good measure
Perhaps discover
Buried treasure

Nothing lost
Something gained
Say it loudly
Speak it plain

Words redundant
Like a chant
Over, backwards
Wail and rant

Hope does fall
On blanket ears
Catching open
Hearted tears

We pray that future
Changes course
The way a river
Carries force

Let's float on
The current's strength
And calmly drift
Ourselves awake.


5/31/22