"5th Vertical Dream In A Steamy Ice Cream"
Bosco Nouveau is the topping to art nouveau's new show.
Jupiter has an indigo glow in our summers' times.
Plato never took Socrates' hemlock.
Birds flew to snowy mountain peaks.
Life never delivers what it seeks.
But seeks with a silent tongue.
So it speaks.
Making us once again, almost young.
We are always finding, but never arriving.
T.P.'s show off colorful blankets on their walls.
Next to the ancient, bubbling, waterfalls.
Smalls and talls are on the racks of department store's halls.
Where I try them out in the clothing stalls.
While young musicians learn how to play on Les Pauls.
To all you alls.
They chime with the deep south's melodic rhyme.
Written on a southern day late May.
By Jonathan Billet
June 13th, 2015
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