the ground and the sky


From the ground to the sky,
Voices go in & out of madness
To the sound of no sound.

Loud between the daisies and shelf clouds,
People refuse the insanity that makes them
Drive - eat - fornicate - drink - talk -
Become one or ten between the sky and ground.

Beguiled for reasons they know and want to refuse,
Smog & humidity have a voice that speaks into the
Ears of passing women.

Hunched over the wheel,
Look between the sky and the ground,
Surprising .. maybe not,
But notice this-

The soldier didn't kill the foreign man,
Smooth existence needs to be give to more souls.

The spirits multiply & divide between
You and me inside the layer of the
Ground and the sky.