On the Sidewalk, My Eyes Wander
On the sidewalk, my eyes wander
till arrested by Noel.
So they have passed as tall phantoms.
So the rainbow blinds, burns, and dumbs.
So it will always be surrender.
I who have dwelt
in lone drives praying for God's thumb
must be patient with the devil.
Our ogles meet, at the bevel.
Copyright © Vincent Caruso | Year Posted 2008
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