Goby’s Journal: October 7, 2015

Goby's Journal
10/7/15
    What?
    Because I'm a bad speller?
    because the spells I cast
          no one believes
          least of all, me?

Then let them grow!
let them roar on two wheels
      like the boys on our street
           in the shade of trees
with strange names
              & bitter fruit
                  not even the squirrels will touch
        they hide the seeds -- the seeds refuse
            to give themselves to the earth
the dark earth beneath our feet --
concrete, asphalt covered earth
         no spell will flower
         no spell can hope to rain
         no spell can hope to rain