Peace? ...You and I Aren't Ready For That.

You really want to know what's on my mind at this time? Think no more of a happening than that it continues on but never seems to come out to what ought to be said.
Ok lets try this again


Tired and tried.
Hot and dyed.
I went to push the door again
To bring it closed as it was then
Joints. Bolts.
Electron volts.
But waiting at the bottom of the stack
Just waiting to be popped.
Cranberry sauce.
Bottled up moss.
The unvented and the uneventful.
Inevitably pursues the days.
Pattered and pumped.
Summarily lumped.
Please give me keys and strings
To pull aloft the unwritten.
Guy wires holding.
Plots unfolding.
Oh the day when all was new
Still bright unsullied in the view.
Carts of planks.
Many thanks.
You out there in the green
Look and throw back just to see.
Boars with birds.
Flower of nerds.
Wait the day out, long it drives
Exacting, vengeance in its eyes.
Leafy rain.
Lumbar pain.
Hearts, stars, horseshoes, clover and blue moons
Pots of gold, and rainbows, and the red balloons.
He's coming.
Get running.