I love our rich soft-times,
moments stolen from starched yesterdays,
living warm wet scent-times
past future's stark-dark slickening crime.
I miss our deep earthtones.
our musing space for free reign
before we missed race rhymes
shouting thin faced
fat erased
bland bare bones.
I know peace pleasure tones,
our sacred place free of tomes
deflecting ungraced spacetime
reflecting Earth's reasons
seductive seasons
consummate rich rhymes.
I love your vast school,
compassion with fools
red flowing rich green groans,
free grown golden life
shopping rules.
I love Earth's fast humor,
vast pleasure-loving fools
for life's reseasoned gruel
feeding Earth-life's past kind cruel.
I love our rich soft inside times,
moments stolen from starched out yesterdays,
living warm wet scent-times
past future's stark-dark slickening crime.
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