THis Is a re-creation

a new inventiveness

a tabula rasa of ideation

not a redundant piece of tatter

along byways swept along

the roadside beams sarcasm

not to mention carbon monoxide

and the glorious attempt at the weather

patient leaves collide mixing sight

patterns along the scenery

perfume odors smile in patient creeping along

childress vacuum and the deepening mystique

the gathered spontaneity terrific

a terrible surmise fantastic

by ways smile pretty karma breaths

shining down paitent in layered effect

byways breathing air brought down in fumes

irrigation of the depths staring up

obnoxiously warning outwards passers by

in return the bobbling muses sit perched

as if on a limb moving pacing by slowly

passing by onwards in time