The Sweet Sweet Sound
There’s a sweet sweet sound moving across the settled ground
it whispers in my ear in the morning
like a solitary breeze that whistles through the trees
and summons all the birds to cease their yawning
What Are We Made Of?
What are we made of? asks the child who cries
who just wants a toy she can play with
or to ask most politely before she dies
“is there someone out there I can stay with.”
A Place to Breathe
My, what a lovely place you have
you must be very proud
I love your modern furniture
and the space that you’ve allowed
The Lifestyle You Ordered
The lifestyle you ordered is currently out of stock
our warehouse has been stripped of supplies
our people are working around the clock
be sure to remember your size
I Remembered Yesterday
I remembered yesterday the times that I have with you
And visions of the grateful days and all that I have wished for you
One Day
There’s a ghost selling memories down by the shore
as a jury decides its fate
there’s a man of religion knocking at my door
I need to lie down, he can wait.