The Law

The Law

The shape of things
to come ,
On the boulevards ,
the shape of spring .
Sitting on rotund
Lilac divans
laws are made
and In all
these  new beginnings
the old ones fade .
plexi steel
stiletto heel
Silver leather
Herald the new
and latest weather
A crop of  percussive songs ,
electronic tweet
sweet canaries
of the past repeat
will it last
The  axe is falling
Reapers calling .
The ding dong
of the door sounds
Then the
calls are made
to the elegance
of ladies
and to all the
ineptitudes of men .
Give me the law
Baby ..I need it.
Need it in the now .
Need it over again .

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