currently listening to: all over you by the spill canvas

in just -

spring when the world is mud-

luscious the little

lame balloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddieandbill come

running from marbles and

piracies and it's spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer

old balloonman whistles

far and wee

and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it's spring and the goat-footed

balloonman whistles

far and wee

beautiful mother!

yum

virtue runs before the muse

and defies her skill,

she is rapt, and doth refuse

to wait a painter's will.

star-adoring, occupied,

virtue cannot bend her,

just to please a poet's pride,

to parade her splendor.

the bard must be with good intent

no more his, but hers,

throw away his pen and paint,

kneel with worshippers.

then, perchance, a sunny ray

from the heaven of fire,

his lost tools may over-pay

and better his desire.