Estate

Talking with such certainty
Eyeballs dipped in wax
Each to glimpse one death
Through white film

Chattering teeth
Oblivious to walls
Barred to make bars
Each overlapped

Capped out at sixty two
No relevance to grain
Had to call the sailor's wheel
Back towards the cab

City streets are decadent
Filled with lusty drawers
Vomit in the openness
Cast away for wear

God is in the air
Blessing our estate
We can see the diligence
Yet always choose to hate

-Keith Allen Covell

Author's Note

May God save us all.
Amen.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

with all that is going on around us, being aloof and looking down on others is not the spirit of a country for all.
there is so much that is ignored in our country that needs to be fixed and yet we end up everywhere else trying to solve their problems.
and there is a message to me here of how we expend and degrade the elderly...
a really full write...lots to see....my only suggestion would be to leave out the description and just let the reader go places....rather than steer them toward a feeling.
but a good piece,
j.

[Keith Allen Covell]

Thank you. And I'm going to take your advice about the description. I was actually debating that, ha. Thanks.

[Fairy Khan]

I like this. Nicely written.

[Keith Allen Covell]

Thanks! :)