No Regret

the fairies are bored

the poets' are playing in the

graveyard...

the moon is gothic tonight

totally disappeared 

where are you dear?

the priest is by the riverbed

you're listening to the stereo

in your head

the crows are fighting over food

the indigo night boys are 

a beautiful testimony

but hey -

Lucifer was beautiful too

the angels are choking on

all the birds you breathed out

the poems in you too deep to die

so it's time now dear

to kill all your fear

doubt is a sickness

it don't belong here

the highway is waiting

the sky a seamless dream

regret ?

well you don't have time 

for any such thing 

Thanks for all of you who read, I truly appreciate you. And big thanks especially to my twitter family who actually share my posts, I am most honored that you do that, means everything - take care of yourself, chase no one, chase no thing, be blessed. Much love- Van 

© August 2020