the small stood taller
in their boots of bravery.
while knees were knocking.
pounding pavement
from the hotter sun
radiates the warmth of love.
as my pistons pound.
razor’s edge
in the beginning
life was but a rainbow dream.
now just razor blades.
yawn
the new day
rolls over
and falls back asleep.
space man
the heart counts the time
as the body moves through space.
space time for space man.
songs of joy
tweeting little bird
hopping from brown tile to tile.
singing for supper.