A Poem Written With Music In Mind

let the river stagnation roll around on your tongue,
solidarity doesn’t rhyme with your lips,

I’ve seen seven suns dip coffee cupped into harmonization,
I’ve seen nothing become firm applied to a city of thousand situations,

break yawns upon gulping eyes,
flight lasts servitude but not denied of fragrances itch,

I’ve seen holding hands unfold concretely that must be applied,
I’ve seen deserts nimble conclusions tapper womanly on the side,

can’t rejoice going old timers soaked cheek of knowledge,
venom populace undone caverns blighted coyotes mechanical grin,

I’ve lost the numbers
I’ve seen the curve
I’ve lost the letters
I’ve seen the sentence embrace a lovers awe stuck wing.

Jibber Jabber from a Jim Jam Jabberwocky