Listen My Friends

 We are

happy
In fences
pine Trees
gloaming while
geology
Tells us
How long to
go
on
Thick
Frantic
mountains
resist us
and our
natural
ways a
crow
watches
from tree
top but
we don't
think
much
over land
A turkey
Can only be
A turkey
One
second at
A time
fences
Fill the
area of areas
most
sunsets are
silent the
name of
the tree
purges
In geo
Logic folds a
Crow
remains
plenitude
no time
exists be
tween moments
turkeys
made it a
cross the
street
held on
to the land
the crow
quietly said
crrrkk which
went way be
yond any
thing ever
or never
said
now be
thankful