and the savior told the children
as he stood barefoot atop the pointy rock
look
look at the light
the red light of the tower up ahead
the hyphenated lines
faster
roll by my mechanized circular legs
run faster to you
as i fall
fall
faster
i am obviously stuck
poetry no more
simply words
no poetic content
lies here
i am stuck
sound inflection
obviously
form
more powerful than content
it is written
i am stuck
so it is
the hyphens fly faster by
i am running now
i am stuck running
form and content
tumble
between
the pointy rocks
and the savior says to the children
my eyes are blue
and she weeps
for so is her heart.

-rlm