Please put the future on repeat,
On retreat, in the shadows of a
Day like this day, of a bouncing
Merry; by treat and mistreat of
A walking stick dubbed Mary; oh
those feet I cherised.I walk, I wobble, I called you out.
The sisters and the painted veil;
Disengaged. Heathen, indeed on
Paved and littered roads, of paths
From paradise fallen.Show yourself, show your features
And the rampant rage; the rape
Untold, the butter melting between
The sheets; between the tweets &
The mournings.Please put the future on repeat,
I hate to say I told you otherwise,
I hate to play your unwashed
Fold. I walk into the future you
Foretold: paradise lost &Lonely.
