Best Foot Forward

i don't miss you.

Hi 

Hello again 

Lavender moans with the flow of the slow wind 

where do you go now, what do you know then? 

Take a gun to the temple and worship the light 

after a long March, stand and fight 

hear sweet melodies sung on the tip of a virginal tongue 

draping across meadows of star blessed weeds and wildflowers, 

the night kissed landscape, double the bounty 

reap what's there, make it so nothing new can grow 

and only you and I can know the romance and the beauty introspect- 

that ide replied to a seasons tide, petals on the path to great neglect 

lay low the burgeoning intellect, fit my fence or suicide 

your boundaries, your respect? 

With all due respect, you were never alive to me 

a mass grave of self-importance taking stench to high heaven 

but never even priority, your request is one that I reject.