Filthy Vacuums

The sun rises
Then the moon takes control
Then within our eyes
Looks to close
In Licentious eyes
It looks to close
I grabbed a life
And watched it die the other day
Insects they call them
But under Hiroshimas’s breathe
It told me
My eyes were vacuums
Filthy Vacuums
Stuffed to their seams

So did the horse in that cage
The homeless beggar
As I passed his trey
The ghosts from the Amazon
The decapitated ghosts from Iraq
The stranded teen violated
In the back of a greyhound bus
The zombie roaming

Her senior citizen home

Tiananmen Square
Nigeria
Ethiopia
Baltimore
America
Africa
My soul

And so the sun and moon
Find closer from our eyes
So they can see it in dissipation
With a tease of daredevilry

Unfortunate
They can only see the sea churn
Songs from birds past
The grass tangling its legs around the winds
And stars smiling from a clear Sunday night

The sun and Moon
Bargain to trade their eyes for mine
But I pick up the call on my cell phone
A motion to a passerby