Satellite

Scabrous manner
Nail and hammer
Thick as thieves
Tattooed sleeves

Outer bombast
Nightly telecast
T.V. dinner.
Eat your inner

Self, embroiled on an upper
Shelf. Wear walking canes
While pulling reins
to tethered dreams,

So you won’t scream
When you let go.
We got you, so
Mind your toes

Falling to affliction
And false benediction
That prompts your conscience,
Wholly. Holy Moly,

This should taste good,
Imported food
That passed inspection.
Your bold affection

Will find truth calling.
For now, quit bawling
And have some seconds.
This heart that beckons,

An orphaned satellite
Roaming an orbit stall
in twinkling night
Beyond the wailing wall


11/14/20