Coffee and incense, medicine of mind
The jury of the peacekeeper
erasing every crime
Slipping the pen of the poet
across the blank page
smoothing out the story
adding rhythm, meaning and rhyme
to eclipse the raspy voice
of my inner gods
asking for the foxskin
as the whites of my eyes
roll with rage...
Take a load off girl
Add a pack to the mule
Aim your compass in the general direction
put the map in your back
pocket--
Rome wasn't built in a day.