Where Pegasus Sucks In Air

Love even in madness, skates holy asseverates, triumphant over hates.

Songs are love chains
filling the airs,

shades fly fishing 
over a chair, as a pair —

Alchemies of the sub
versive…

Taunt and daunt
chat a chasms, rising 

between 
the holy emptiness.

Love even in madness 
skates 

holy asseverates
triumphant over hates.

For all the bodies 
piling up,

bargaining on bases 
whats a matter
whats a matter

begging for peace
in the riddle
 
in the middle 
of gods love east.

Can't seem to shed
wildness of its dread -

Make a transference
to the infected

and the dispossessed 
tied up in paint

be ready to 
blow up its flavors, 

colors of love
and saturations of hatred.

Or do over, 
do over

where Pegasus
sucks in air.

History is for the ages
as ramp up these pages

resolutes, both stalwart 
and mysteriously shill.

Accost by waves
of terror and heartbreak

firing up 
the holiday grill -

Stark riven parking 
the color of my hounds tooth

is barking, 
is barking -- 

Away away
in mar gear read a ville.

As sleeping tiger lies 
dead in air

buoyed by the hood 
sawing at wood, 
encapsulates a prayer.