Excuse Me While I Kiss The Sky! (Jimi Hendrix)

Dark shadows of lace
It was no disgrace
These poems will
(magnetically)
 Hold up the sky

I held my breath
It was no contest
(win a new moon rock)
Just a really quite rotten
Egg wash latticed apple pie

What’s left is a mess
A true grit cassoulet
(Enough to make even John Wayne cry)
But is it time to
Kiss it all goodbye

Care to face your fate
How does one patch an earthquake (?)
On this out of control
(demonic dare devil)
Hot air balloon joyride

©bk/2012