8..Times Ten

brilliant sky...

shining a valley of optimism...

you got there...a girl...a canine

fields of Golden shine...

a cantus firmus .......octaves above....

........parallel....

an organum as love....

eight times ten...

........gives you the right to voice motions and power above....

........the world of thinking......

........the last years are most favorable actions....

to the decades that past learning ones way....

feeling your way into the day.........

abuses....

hungry man.....

wondering in a fence behind

in a crowded westerly motion.....

with pain only on the inside.....

.......the streets are not there yet

where paradise meets the ocean

• long state .. 
  numbness....in depth...of life  
  till you are awake again
  in the  the feel of gravity.....
  .......for a later pain....
  
  which now I know......reaching the end....seeing yesterday
  the future looks right.......
  can you see the light .. the steps going in......

 years....a mood of years...
expressive..desires
a continuation... of wishes....hope
the power of the mind a posse ion of one genetic scope...

high on life.......
high on materialism........
the everyday fruit of the endeavor...
programed by the lateness of your travel.......

a way to catch up.....
traits...of your journey...

liberal in giving........love what you are..
noble in spirit  ....years  of nothing.....
like a blindness for you....
only for you.....

when you get to the fair...
when your hat is blown by the wind
when you arrive at the station you know you are there..

you will know when you get there that is the end.
that is the end........