the velocity of souls in green fields of water under the hands of barren iron people

eyes on the sky between
Mars and Saturn,
eyes on the ground,
.....black dirt,
.........grey stone,

rice paddy
..rice paddy
....rice paddy

baby, you're going home.

fingertips, razors of grass, broadeaf
hands up, waiting on:
..time
....time
......time..

time doesn't leave you alone.

high on the ramparts of guardrails
............ (and views)
under the arches of skies and your muse

money
..cigars
....chalk
......and dreams

rice paddy;
baby, come home.