Unbidden

Seamless, the soul inside of me

Wandering oblivions and transparent hues

Unbroken spent pennies

Lying on the sidewalk

Perennial, speaking of doom

Are they better than me says the quarter to the dime

Perhaps a plastic token shall suffice

Rubbish gleaming on the sidewalk

Like Silverstein

the end of blighted triumph

No, but a purpose they serve

Said the buffalo to the knight

Copper,silver, and gold

Brass, aluminum, and steel

Helmeted matters for such trifling

Disgraces

heavy,rustic, verbatim

Inclusive excluded

Debated

Hotly

My head ringing

Geriatrics and jeering

Elemental and sneering

My my what fine pointed tunings

Tunings for an orchestrated affair

Machinery

Whatever was wrong with the steam engine

My darling

Gears and shifters organized turnings

Aesthetic and inclusive

Natural balance

Pushed into

Reclusivity

Edison invented the light bulb

My darling

And Thoreau was in tune with god

Van Gogh painted in subtleties

And Da Vinci laid the plans for the survival

Of love.

-Melissa Eaves