Priscilla lane

[Steve]

Be as harp behind sully beauty-woman
Professing love
Idealistic manifestations of a man
Tap dancing syllables

Leap

Tongue
To
Tooth
To deny god in the name
Love’s truth

but i
i wonder
how the roses tasted
behind
white picket fence
with the lenient guard of a

gate

to protect them.

Be as her
Hat rack
i would.