Miracle man
Wakes up from a slumber
When the timing was unexpected
Restored to life
To go on and create
And move
What makes a man new
With a miracle
Too
Miracle man
Wakes up from a slumber
When the timing was unexpected
Restored to life
To go on and create
And move
What makes a man new
With a miracle
Too
Patient representative
Subtle glow
Only make changes happen
When it’s something that they know
Maybe we need impatience
Persistence
To do away with the old
And in with the new
Producers see the light
And see it through
Straying from the oath often
And never too soon
Avocado tone
Smooth and buttery
Upon satisfaction
The center disposed with
Lackluster
Care
In a Whole Foods
In a store in Williamsburg
On my way into town
Smooth tones
In smooth stores
The Zeron train
Comes down the rails
Shaking the ground
The walls of the buildings it passes
It collided with air molecules
Burning its way
At 125
Over the steel clad gates
Of red and white stripes
Under bridges
And through fields
I hear the train rumble from a mile away
And wisp through town
Shaking every building around
Bad back
In the news year
Making the right turns
On the wrong lanes
In our timed lives
We make the best of a new time
Felt moon
On my eyes
As I lie awake and
Swoon
To its light opaque color
Pasting its crispness
Upon me
The moon and its mysteries
Lie beyond me
Call the feathers
In a straight fashion
Walking down the isle of
Contrition
Contribution
Holding up
The human evolution
Call the feathers
Call the boots
Ease the tensions
Erase the loops
Here come the birds
Lake said
Take care
On the eve of the
New year
Stations bustle
With life and hope
New Years resolve on
Full display
Hoping to see a year anew
Starting over in a city
Seeming to fit
This year will be a hit
Lazy rain
On a Monday
New Year’s Eve
Hours away
Bring the fresh start
Without the clouds
Doing their part
Come new year
In due time
Start again
Feeling fine
When the Des Plaines and Illinois Rivers
Meet
Headed to the Mississippi
There is a pace
Nestled on the shores
Of Lake Michigan
Black building scraping the sky
Leaning back
On the windy side
At the bed of the river
Lies mysteries
And long live series
Notes and pens
Float at the riverbed
Years of passing through a city’s heart
And in all of our heads
When the three rivers make one
And down stream it flows
Through Chicago