The Sunday

I saw when the stars collapsed
And how the world exploded
I have seen Adam
and Eve
Every story of every kind

But all I can remember
Is those blue in the heat of a fire eyes

Every memory is pierced
With the peeling feeling of your eyes
Wandering my body
Like Moses walked across deserts

Pleading smiles
Blinking eyes and swallowing tongues
Eating of my spine

This is the funeral
and that is the Sunday walk in a park

It's time to chose now