Perhaps Something About Brunch

1. Assist beyond capacity Doing everything from Golden heights, illuminating Junipers, kites, lamps... Many never obey private quests. 2. Quilted into our own narrative, Undulating like inflatable pool toys in the water, Echoes in our minds the reasons for looking back in time. Sweet symphonies and crude horrors mingle at this party, Telling tales of you telling tales about your tales telling tales. 3. Heaven's Hollandaise hollered loudly at me. We were wasted and withered, wailing like fat lions. We had never heard the heavens yell from so yonder in unison At our great grievances, which glowed ghastly over the Good Earth. Help! Help! Heralded Hollandaise on High! Heal our doleful, dead, and wet dispositions, Let the lawlessness of love linger in our twilight So that we may move among it, meandering under Mother Moon.