Analysis of Time Heals Wounds

Time Heals Wounds

It's always raining from the hours that close the sun
buried beneath its cosmic debris set your clock at ease
seven eleven the store that makes things happen a dial in direction
we come to an agreement that we need to teach our children well
the ringing of a bell stand face down in a brigade of Hell,
mark the disorder that comes a bit closer..,

come nearer at ease
halt to leave your eye breath to dear as if a lonesome fawn
wandering..striving the canopy of fools
dressed in the flowery daze in search for a cure...

The way is measured in red,
caution yellow,
and shadows
standing like cedars
at a treeless graveside

I thirst..learn to rehearse,
bananas ripe to close from the heart
a pale envisioned site...corpse delayed
bellow the belly of the beast

another number sets in let us welcome him in once again..we engage to swim
falling emblems throughout the heart spring...