Lettuce, Lettuce Alone
Lettuce, lettuce alone
they both sang sad songs
to each other, about each other
that never meld, but it was all wrong
that a duet never had a chance together
there were high and low notes
that echoed from separate canyons
over the trail of lost goats
billowing souls crying for companions
words of soul's doom and gloom
displaced milk and cheese
lost were two budding blooms
pollinating in gardens breeze
time stretches aching hearts
as the two souls sat on mountains edges
billowing about being further apart
with neither soul looking over life's hedges
moon and stars laugh in their wake
as they sit idle all through the night
singing songs, echoing, of their heart ache
wasting a fleeting chance of a brighter light
a billy and a nanny fall into earth's loin
subsisting on lettuce, lettuce alone
connie pachecho
2/6/17
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