is it oppressive
when old white men lead the sheep
like lambs to slaughter?
stare case
there’s a fat black cat
that sits swishing his tail.
staring to defeat.
time’s fee
time as trickling sand.
sand not worth a hill of beans.
but days are costly.
bloodless red
the plate a rainbow
of colors from the green earth.
the red not from blood.
small enough
sipping on life’s stream
you may be satiated.
for enough is small.
salty dreams
what do babies dream?
distant drums of lost love songs
or salty wet seas?