Friday, August 11, 2017

Fenceline Grapes in Water

We have love and
Minds to be out of.
We are not alone
At the brink
Of reason, kindness.
Anything less,
Sanity revokes
Into cosmic jokes -- 
We miss what we had.
No defense except
I haven't intelligence
To go mad--neither
Do you-- I suggest 
We start anew.