Copyright David B. Hiemstra
Fortune days
Are behind me
Mild, may
We go please?
Can these Skys
Catch these dreams
How so big
Can these eyes be
Stare down your neighbor for profit
The secrets out I am the culprit
I understand I understand …
What’s inside
Gold is shining
Press rewind
Now play, please
Count to ten
Can you find me
Clean eyes see
Never-ending