something ‘bout some trouble you caused or you tried to avoid

the day you handed her a string of pearls and promised her a baby boy

something ‘bout some wisdom you searched for but did not find

gotta walk a big footstep

gonna leave a faint footprint behind

something ‘bout the moon and sun one’s always there when the other’s not around

this little world keeps turning your heels keep wearing it down

something ‘bout some wisdom says the balance is so delicate and fine

gotta…

might be some holy gate

a little Persian smoke

words from a monkey skull or from a man dangling from a rope

might be a little wisdom

vivid visions of the blind

something ‘bout a heavy heart

nine dollars and a half a tank of gas

tornado coming takes a moment to suck up all your past

something ‘bout some wisdom in the cursive script of the vine

gotta…

might be a tiny prayer

a sestina if you got the time

a stroll in a winter wood

snowfall covering up the crime

might be a little wisdom

an ounce from a ton of ore refined

something ‘bout the children laughing

blonde saplings in the rain

the way their voices sing through time as you bend to tuck them in again

something ‘bout some wisdom running down the mortal spine

gotta…