mailstreet vigils
some god's sigils
draw me vigils
in light digital

paced up walking
across hawthorne
bridge before a
crowd breaks In
this testament to
Awakening! UNGHH!!!

Fire through coffee
My tired Angel named
Geoffery, DON'T Give
down, (let me say it
again,) DON'T Give
down what you have
grown in THIS one MOMENT,
peaking out of eternity,
upon cool grounds of
spoken termalities,

OH OH OH!