Seasons come and pass the whiles

Til angels smite and die with smiles

Crocodile tears and aligator kisses

Egyptian coptic and newer x files

Guess it's not the intended fixes

Towards a sense of- what's the word-

Forever old and- my mind is blurred-

Whirring like a young hummingbird

These words- I swear- all misses

For sacred tongues- expired crucifixes-

Maybe, again, -it might be there-

With pomegranate seeds stuck

In tangles of hair and in ruby throats

Python suffixes and- perl wrotes-

To me- can't think straight in this cent-

Again- where did my mind went?-

Somewhere on the times of gentiles

Seasons come and pass the whiles