The Rotten Cycle Of Life


Green bananas today

Yellowing tomorrow

Freckled skin peels away

Bruises show the sorrow


The fruit reveals the call

No time left to borrow

The sun slips down to fall

Night ascends to mellow



Way Beyond Terms


Excess time limits

Zeroes claim sufficiency

Always more to gain


Speed loses it’s thrill

Passing belies danger

Too slow to fly right


Leftovers with bite

Words left out two nights to spoil

Lines become homeless


Meanings foster mold

Language to languish over

Properly kiss mine


To the bitter end

Middle ages fly faster

Hellish days drag on


Spread the crap around

Bottom foundations in growth

Tree’s sanctuary


Terms slip on sweet fruit

Wear them in then wear them out

Face a toothless grin