I Mother Earth

you held out and hurt
yourslef yet again
did i not make it
clear to look around my
selfish queer with unlit
eyes
and average dope your in the dream
room all alone
i have seen you before
holding out here
in the deep end my beautiful
deep end
with all and odd
you yell out and touch
the sound so overwhelmed by
simple things
you tend to fear the time is
now for ease and thought
to come around
and let you know your
in the drem room letting
go wake up and drown dont swim
breath or float away im sorry
but i might have made it sweet
in the gold drunken sunset where wed lose
out heads another time or
close peace out in the open
to precious hands holding toungues
hard maybe one good word would tell
us something whole and small.