"Papa"

Lover, come on

in and lay

your hands on

scars that have

not seen the 

light of day 

Since the time 

of the early 

dawn

Prospective surveyor of

pleasure, parceled land 

dig deep into the

hardened layers of 

heartbreak, she said 

"What'cha gonna do when it comes for you?"

Pontification is rhetorical 

if no point 

is given to 

dismantling calloused markers

of determination knock,

knock

Local drug addicts 

shift to and 

fro on my

city street begging 

for change, change 

they are not 

able to give

themselves. Crafty enough

to supply the

tools to write

griot filled messages

of small glimpses

of day-to-day

activity. 

Lover, come on

in and lay

your hands on

scars that have

not seen the 

light of day 

Since Peter denied 

3 times the 

recognition of God's 

Son, shifting the 

scope of comprehension

bundled in a 

neat package, marked

Proceed, with caution.

A silent war 

was waged, only 

the outcome wasn't 

clearly labeled so

all sorts of 

mischievous things, rose

to the surface 

forcing my hand

castle, king side

if you must

don't run the

fork down the

middle, place the 

Pon, in the 

path, dear Bishop

Lover, come on

in and lay

your hands on

scars that have

not seen the 

light of day 

Since, homer searched 

for his odyssey

webbed feet, eye

of newton's apple 

pine cones, needles

of point, mix 

Natures remedy to

heart break, smile

Little red riding 

hood cried because

She, was invested. 

The witch threw

me back, irate

NO TEARS HERE

A witches recipe

for peeling the

scab from a 

broken valve, bandage

And, stone hedge

appeared in the 

distance. Infidelity is 

the common cause 

of being at 

a lose for 

words, god's cic 

relief, knock knock

Hark who goes 

There lurking in 

the shadow, depressed

Stolen moments of 

joy, taken by 

the off chance

that you are 

just not ready

for my heart 

to capture yours 

"What have you been so scared of that you've out run the Goddess Nike herself?"

If I told

you, lover, I 

would be forced

to do the...

....unthinkable, thing LOVE 

can you trust

me, I beg 

you please, please

Lover, come on

in and lay

your hands on

scars that have

not seen the 

light of day 

that dreams of

the heat of the

sun claim

favor over field

workers, whom have 

forgotten about the

dangers of uprooting

a ground provision

spread all throughout

the deep reaching

top soil: vulnerability

disguised as solace

Playing a nasty

game of roulette

A warlock answers

to wedding proposals

a small child's

imagination has captured

all missed confusion

and labeled it

Nuclear: Biologically hazardous

this area is 

under construction, sir

no ones been 

permitted, I'd advise

you, to not

get so comfortable

this area has 

been known to

be quite addictive 

at risk to

you, you opened

that, can of 

...Lover, come on

in and lay

your hands on

scars that have

not seen the 

light of day 

in such a 

long time, time

has gone on 

vacation leaving behind

the past, caught

in a web

of confusion, so

nearly tucked aside

it matters not

to how, now 

moves today or

tomorrow are not 

a part of 

an agreement of 

exclusivity, we all 

are, subject to 

the same lot

now its time

for joy to 

turn to bliss

so lover Im 

asking, with all

the years of

reservation and heartbreak

to come on 

in and lay

your hands on 

scars that have 

not seen the 

light of day 

in such a long time, time has found a way to stand still. 

Update: Time started to move again 

8 March 14