ON WINGS OF A GOOSE

off the wall into

the wall unreal

another floor

visions I see

when it changes

confronting me outta here

the others never lemons not much longer

beautiful painted emotionally sweetly grass only goes

all over us

don't remove it

no not any lines 

enduring in

passing-bye

on strings are

measurements extensive

what widens

beyond me

reminds clearly

remains distant

happier times

unintended you

for its sweet air

sours and more lulls

enchanted weird hours

for somewhere

step-by-step

there is stills

a thirst to go

I use to be

bright and filled

a self same spirit

feeling inside

my dusty old books

red raincoat

white and blue, too absolute

don't remove it

and that it has a look

all worn worser

upon my mind

back behind me

something turns

in the swirling sound

clouds fading shapes

refusing another

storied building sizes

surprises, pushes

cool beans

cool cabbages

hands are forks

with its points

thru changes scenes

long gone

I'm walking over

this circle

into stars and blank shades

i can paint

thier's just there

without saying

the right away got aside

at anytimes

intensified mind's eye by

O lines play at

chaos

chases

losses

supposes

eases water fallen

I don't know it

the truth abouts

well-meaning pouring rains

of my being

this is where 

it rises

this is where

it ends

by event

of those worlds

shadows, follows walls or falls

that it causes

many joys felt

many moments

disconnected

let's move on for

here-after

there-after

a-picking roses outside

top to bottom main mast ahead tall sail made stern

colours reasons be true tears wet face

escaping me turns

don't remove it

in view

bestows tears

the hallow tree

a shallow little voice

that told me beneath 

whispers of others being below

seasons are rolling

it's alluring

there-in rest

getting ready set forget about it

by that grooves

where-in forgot

You liked it, me, too, I lost my Frogger lives forever Hopper

I do say in photos

for that self same spirit wrote

thorns and things pluck'd from

my unknown poems blossoming buds worlds off

shadows, follows walls

like belonging unto

wings of a goose

in bright, full brains

dark, empty

at anytimes

intensified mind's eye wither'd by

all those all beneath orders often these for free lunches

O' lines play at times

chaos

chases

losses

supposes

eases water fallen

into dust today