Spears of Grass

A science lab you’re lost in
where you’re both subject and
Scientist the experiments you
perform are up to You
for myself i’ve tested love Honor

and weight Problems
i think i’ll test them all Again
they require further
Scrutiny
life
on a

why
A hand of time
spears through the
middle of eternity Maybe we
could Flick it out of

our Faces see that things
will never end then
we would stumble over
the second hand Time takes
a lot of Restraining before
it will Back Off

my pocket dialed
i guess it Wanted to
talk did it have Anything
to Listen to
a wall Listen

Carefully
you might learn
something
winter in spring cookies ‘N’
Cream ice Cream
scooped into the

gutter This is the
snow people don’t
find to be Tasty trounced
only by the lemon
Variety