12:09 am - Beth CusterI look outThe windows Of the world And I see Long faces Unfurled Decay and decline Sparse moments sublime I look at The windows Of the world And I see Uncradled designs Men and women Unknowing of Harvest times In service of Virtual moons In tiny grave rooms And friends say - fear Switch to the Mayan Year And they say Ghost to the hurls of wet clay The new age is here And I say Press your face To the windows Of the world Look at The long faces Unfurled See the decay and decline Live the sparse moments sublime |