Reverence

Iron your dishes
                                           Vacuum your clothes
                                             Defrost the oven
                                             Unplanted the rose
                                             light up the water
                                                Cut the lights
                                               Bake the apple
                                               Televised Radio
                                         It's so, it's so reverence
                           
                                           Wash the bread
                                            Stand or kneel
                                              Baby's howl
                                          His shadows feel
                                    Ramon noodles raining down
                                              Must be cold
                                            Broom stick old
                        Darkening blackness purple dawn Adams ribs
                        This, all this been said before I came and went
                                         It's all, part of the reverence

                         


                           written by James Edward Lee Sr.(c)2017
                                                July 11 2017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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