Ubel

perhaps i should have looked away my mind takes me back to the general store of black liquorish sticks red cobble stone walk ways the reading of immortal poems as william mason sounds off hot off the press the negroe spirit soar something that only vachel lindsay could ever explore while the birth of confusion balances over land and sea perhaps i should have looked away as your scaly form crawled over my flesh the flame flickered the lantern fell your gloating pout captured me in your haste in your lure daintily aimously mine eyes leadeth me through hidden trenches a cold damp stynch of blood soaked wood weeping moss throughout the musty bayous perhaps i should have looked away while white sheets were being draped startling my trembling wide knees stifled my embrace as i clung to my father's fist lincolns hat tumbles kennedy's heart rumbles while my pappy's blood smeared over france staining britains arches flowing throughout the niles of jordan pouring into pakistani borders perhaps i should have looked away while staring into my blind grandmother's faithful gaze as her hands clapped the sound of many men while hatred spread a contagious outbreak silencing syria corrupting mankind perhaps i should have looked away my mind captured followed by this ageless odorless soundless calm liquifying malice greed and shame into a vile mist of envy seeping through the pore's of green pastures contaminating golden corn green giants purdue farms honey suckled plums red delicious apples into rotten tomatoes tye dying tainted cotton fields of hanging levi's perhaps i should have looked away then when none not even one of us could see hear fear evil nor end