Tailor Bell - Pedestrian Need

I need concrete with sharp corners
Green waves crashing onto rocks
Brisk air and salty stares

Wings on birds, cats with claws
Fast dogs and circus scares
I need clocks and border stops

To get to heaven you need these things
Playground noises and bumblebees
Honest chocolate, gold with diamond rings

Death knocks on death day while children
Usually arrive at the ninth month
I sling my disappointments at the sun

Outlaw Monday with Sunday laws
Appeal on Thursday for Friday's brawl
Break early across the bow of the mine trawler

I need spiders in the web
And flowers for fun and seeds
In the midnight ground, never found again

West coast crackers on a pidgeon plate
Monks slashing rubber relief
Long bridges, tall hills, and nano states

I pull the ribbon on the package
To let bows fly over midge eyes
Paper crumpled on fresh trimmed grass

Royal blue Bells poised on the lawn
No trump of cards dealt
Without a pair of long johns, or sin

Impenetrable architecture I dismantle my own
Socialized assembly, to need life without power plays
I need out of my way in

Tailor Bell

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