love drips down
the ravine of destiny
into a cellar
of scrutiny
in the glory
of morning
freshly cut
facets
present
diamond
asses
with
zodiac
bears
gorging
on salmon
run says the runner
stop says the gunner
behold says the burner
lost and found
has transferred
its goods
to blood hounds
captain carnival
pampers his poodles
with extra special dietary
measures
put into place
under cover
in the form of
virtual lovers
spades not blades
fades to black
brotherhood of lighted awareness
considers
upping the ante
winner takes all
losers gonna fall
for a season
procession of the equinoxes
will be here
before you know it
so don't blow it
unless you live
in glass bubbles