Salvations Breeze

Salvations Breeze Nick Rush The house docket is read to thee Salvations breeze will freeze the leaves On the skeleton trees and calendar weeds That echo barren whispers. I see terrace houses and chimney spires Billowing smoke from the factory mire The last gust of sanity tires As the last gasp of vanity wires Humanity to a socket. Veranda gates and lavender towers April change and lukewarm showers The first sniff of summers power Wander trails of mammoth flowers Can't the sun sleep; a little longer? Opaque salt lakes and briny shores Razor flats and mountainous noir Mouths of canyons sing the cure As curious footprints coat the door To the wonderwall of oneness. Escaping, escaping, denying, denying In the shine within twin peaks Fly between the silky sheets Of twined magnolias And stone cut creeks. The world is shown and ever-sewn From storage eyes loaned By the eternal unknown.