BY JAY WELLER
WAS IT AN ANGEL’S SYMPHONY
A COSMIC SYNCHONICITY
A DRUNKARD’S FLASH OF CLARITY
I WAS MEANT TO BE WITH YOU
AMID MY DAMAGED BARONY
UPON A THRONE OF BITTERNESS
LOST, A WORLD WITHOUT CARESS
A SINGLE FLOWER PUSHES THROUGH
THE SUN FINDS BOTH SAINTS AND SINNERS
THE SUMMER ALWAYS TAKES THE WINTER
SUCH OFFERINGS WHICH GLIMMER
BUT ACCEPTED BY THE FEW
LADENED WITH MY MISERIES
AND DARK AND SORDID HISTORIES
PERHAPS, THE GREATEST MYSTERY
IS WHY YOU LOVE ME TOO