Color The Streets

11:30 AM 01/16/2012 Monday

Color The Streets

The removal's begun this
Anno 2012 all its Kitchens

But there's Winter.
With Fowls, Kinds of Scurvy

And Arms filling the Months
Dug into trenches

By the Windows stand
Citizens before grain trains

Shudder up the Brandy
God is coming

Which explains Yet
That two is part of one

Part not therein
abiding rightly pleasant

Winter is all Lines but
Flannel has its own boldness

Agreeably Mannered crowds
before the Insiders' Lot

Wandering this great Year
This frozen Season of Frost

Moves the Fur Society
Waters discovered Round us

Once we had the hot Rooms
Met a Thomson machine gun

Beheld small minds in vices
Screw-driven vastness

Their less noticed sentences
Shattered by Spring

Frost unmans Heat
Many judge what the light

Shines on Hogs, on Readers
On Fools stirring the Pots

Killed by mustard means
Of Ill-Breeding that glory

In underhanded Schemes!
Preserved not the salary

Of sin, contrived yards of
Nights Spot-flecked Distant

Queen of sky bears
Improvement to a Fool's

Candle, Ignorant as a Fish is
Stifled by usurpers of free air.

Psalm 16:8

I have set the LORD always before me:
because he is at my right hand,
I shall not be moved.