Sunday, September 24, 2006

One Year Since the Flood


There is a Novelty to Science












There is a Novelty to Science
There is a passport in my pack
There is a rat inside your warehouse
There is a cat on my front porch

I’ve listed to your comments nightly
I’ve taken notes composed a song
I’ve named my heir the future brightly
I’ve never promised this would go on

The future changes on the beaches
She hangs her garments on my fence
When you engage inside her novel
Remember that she won’t stay long