Clean up my face
In a heartbeat
In its place
A tidy smile
For all feelings
All emotions
Rolled off
Like the waves in the ocean
Helping hands
Lift my upper lip
To keep the swagger up
To have a clean fit
Clean up my face
In a heartbeat
In its place
A tidy smile
For all feelings
All emotions
Rolled off
Like the waves in the ocean
Helping hands
Lift my upper lip
To keep the swagger up
To have a clean fit
Along the southern shores
Of Lake Michigan
Where the steel mills billow
Black soot into the opaque blue sky
Lies a city
About 40 miles wide
And more
Here along the southern shores
Of a fresh water ocean
Where men and women walk
Along a magnificent mile
City streets
Of Chicago style
What am I drawn to
Hope for the future
Caring and nurture
I challenge my own words
My own notions
Undergo forgiveness
And simplicity
I have to abstain from
Drawing entitlements
Made in vain
Black boxes roll along railroads
Across the country
Through fields
Next to streams
Between trees
And over bridges
Carrying the goods
Burning the coal
In the country we all
Know and love
Creaking
Burning
Beating the iron
With wheels clad
On a Friday
In the Hoosier State
Light clothes
In the wintertime
Warming
Up world
Summer flipped in winter
All others
Inconsistent
When we wed the new future
We ask no questions
We go with good intentions
Yet we leave with none
Petroleum counterpart
Released at the
Point of contact
Impact
Environmental strains
Bold unsurpassed all the same
We have to be aware
Of the minerals we deposit
Fuel made for a rocket
Lasting effects beyond
Our own light socket

The little we know
Is holding our growth
The fear of letting go
Prohibits where we can go
If we give up
We give in
Continue on
Thick or thin
The little we know
Hope fear and love
Hold your strength my dear
Keep your eyes to the sun
Eggnog anyone?
Poured over a hot sipping cup
My eggnog
Your eggnog
This holiday goldfish
Wrapped in infamy
We judge each other
Living in an alternative
Life from the real
Descriptives
Explicative
Holiday treats filled with love
Not jealous emotions
This notion
I hold dear
The purpose ton
Accomplishes much
With a finite stroke
A definitive look
Hoping to accomplish
What has lost focus
Withholding tight
To the morning sun
Look ahead
To a purpose ton
Ready for change
In time
Corrections
Rearrangements
Replacements
Preparing the table
Setting it up
Sturdy and stable
We will move ahead
Into the blowing winds