Loose Change
Is it ever enough
To be part of a machine whose purpose
Is unclear?
Sidestep the obvious,
There are only so many ways to close an artery.
All around you peoples’ seasons are turning
Bend when the winds are strong
Be creative with your garden
You needn’t necessarily reap what they sow.
Have we become the lucid dreams of our fathers?
All along guarding the clock’s second hand from
Our pockets and weekends.
Winter, spring, summer, fall
Don’t count your coins on holiday,
You won’t spend this way again.
Is it ever enough
To be part of a machine whose purpose
Is unclear?
Sidestep the obvious,
There are only so many ways to close an artery.
All around you peoples’ seasons are turning
Bend when the winds are strong
Be creative with your garden
You needn’t necessarily reap what they sow.
Have we become the lucid dreams of our fathers?
All along guarding the clock’s second hand from
Our pockets and weekends.
Winter, spring, summer, fall
Don’t count your coins on holiday,
You won’t spend this way again.