Your Rooster Feet Mock my Division Eyes

Your rooster feet mock my division eyes

Until the hunting spider spins no more
And on the dewy pebbles and blades
My new crush burns in tired velvet nap

Again I dance the steps about and down
Like the drifting piece of stupid glass
Worn and worked and with no claim
I am the master goat of technicolor tide

I wash everything in subtle distance
Just to track the aging growth of time
Now we’re back from our last meeting
Sweet with concord dream stained lips

Remember the nights we crawled like iron
We crept under blatant holds so strong
And crooked gates our prison air inside
The reveries that taint our singing glow

Tonight the road has eyes like fire
When gravy winds gently identify
And it laughs at all the sagging talk
To taunt us into believing what we know

The midnight moon marauding outcome
Killing every simple urge…
To taunt us into believing what we know
To haunt us for believing what we know

Your Rooster Feet Mock my Division Eyes

ryan  munson

Oceanport, United States

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