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 © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017
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