release

weekend again
work world
done for
the moment

clever poems
don't follow
a recipe and
yet are more
planned than
this one and
i have to it
-ch it, my s
-calp, my b-
rain follows

words let forth
oft in the eve-
ning, often w/a
singing/humming
halfway between
here and etern-
it-y pleasantly
lying or laid a
-mong the back-
seat.

the king controls
the land and the
tax man cometh
and the serf
sits and stews
and waits for the
nightly brews, the
hue and skewed re-
lease on life re-
membering it re-
gretfully ...

gratefully.