A dawn

[Frosty da snowman]

I’ve watched the futures children in the reflections from skipped stones
movie screen water ripples buffeting me with butterfly wings
gentle crashing drops of six fingered pianists
the sol reflection of a third eye

I’ve listened to the pulse of the next generation
duplexed cries of pre-born politicians in the night
double mouthed, double speak
forked tongues in cheek

I’ve grasped the hand of tomorrow’s sons
Ruffled the feathers of next weeks daughters
trialed my finger down the scaled back of the new messiah
beaten in the dust by spiked tails

I’ve drunk the blood of next years sins
wreckages of fate distilled and bitterd
flocked, advertised and packaged
defamation

I’ve smelled the shit of the new day
come back reeking from the death of a barrel chested tom boy general
barking orders at the new world order
while the smoke from daddy’s shotgun still clings to her back

I’ve seen the future baby and it will be…