#160 time is time (make up your mind make up your mind)

the tree outside squeaking heavy with tiny hollow-boned birds weightless brown puffs of seeded white bellies behind them the dusky sky before the curtain is pulled back illuminating the deception of old gods constellations pinprick white lights waiting for some kid to shoot ‘em out you know how it goes your petals drop though your feet are deep in the dirt like daisies pushing up through the rainy day sidewalk in kid’s colored chalk the lobster sings when he hits the pan he takes it like a man the cook faces the music as the glass pinches the sand time is time make up your mind time is time make up your mind when it gets down to it no matter how many times venus crosses the sky our eyes refuse to believe she’s anything but a star lost missing her arms a cool pale violet diamond hung ‘round the neck of a moon she can’t embrace what a waste all the world’s lovers can’t escape the treason of dreams in the great lottery we’ve won a prize we all die but we get a little slice of heavenly pie cut six-point-five billion times all in one bite and you smile then forever in your stomach it glows to remind you that time won’t bind you and the three vultures still eye you with delicious suspicions that there is time is time make up your mind time is time make up your mind bhagiti 9.26.07 perrysburg, oh