A Very Appropriate Love Poem For Hope Savage

A Very Appropriate Love Poem For Hope Savage

Passage to Dublin 

Oh Dublin

let me open

your doors

and throw my

eyeballs on the floor

let them roll

like apples of Sodom

cut from the

lies of trees

watch them pass by

picking up filth

cause before it can know

itself, divine

it can't trust the world

and the Universe

should know

not to trust them apples

cause if its rotten,
Delicious rottenness

at the core

then the skin's

easy to peel

and there is

always a little

seed waiting

to feel

to dissolve

to sink

into the substance

and grow

shadows on fields

Dublin,
you can renege

you can deny

you can tear down
and build renewal projects so high

but you can't peel the shadows

scorned by the tree

cause the mind is our death

and we sacrificed life

craved thick in the trunk

careful where you turn

and where you run

cause either the edge

or the orient

is just Dead-Sea fruits

and your skin

sure looks ripe.