STRAY GOLDEN

There’s tragedy in the breakdown

but foundation in my fingers.

Moving up & down,

transposed conversation,

in the faith

that decidedly lingers.

The hues are clueing action

and the traction

tells of focal laymen,

painted gold in dandelion

amid exaggerated reason.

The liberation of prosperous blessing

stacks around ollied walls,

and the movement of

my wand is all

I hear to call.

I commiserate and flag

the equalized cues.

Something like lead to my pencil.

Something in my belly

when I hear the blues.

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