Doughnuts and Red Bull

Guide no sheep to

                                      sleep as pale is my eye's eye.

We find dull

    awe

    knowing what went before us –

As lust devours awe for arms raised in anger.

 

Far sighted people send

                                                     hate in the form of comments.

Sailors enlist – a gun trying to right angry                        remarks

White is their linen, that I

             have often stopped myself from cleaning

 

Losing track of what I ate – doughnuts and red bull –

                                                                                                           instead of a red eye

– secret needs – then insist

 

Too muse is often an act of awe – done in anger –

When angry, we move like we are

                                                                                                   underwater – too – wet

We moan for vaudeville – then send cake to enjoy instead of steak.