left out West …
(so?)
well, I took the land,
like pests with no rest.
The blessings of my mother’s nature,
helped access
my inner stride, in well accordance with heartbeat’s thump.
What I am to tell you,
I’m not quite sure the ending.
I see it’s llght though.
The next move, had to contemplate like Chess, move.
The pale blush fingers of dawn new sky, I had to.
Follow, the lawn. The great lawn. Did, and passed a fawn.
Sipping by the whirlwinds of Texas drilling pelicans, not. Deer, I do see on your campus. Nameth, Kean University.
Ah but …
Let me tell you this, ‘time I
left out West …