Sun's Coming Up

The bastard….that means,

(and, yes, there it goes, just 

after I wrote the previous words down)

arial bombs, and someplace, a church,

a restaurant, a domicile, has started loud 

music… I can’t wait for the brass marching

band to traipse down my street with 

confidence….with the one or two thoughts

they keep in there heads

that carry them through their lives.