Crybaby

Crybots alone
Fields awaken
Testing your dreams
All over
Checking feeding stations
Just waiting
You're dreaming
They're telling me
You're nothing
Made of derision
Noon collision
Adam and Eve
There was morning
There was evening
Asking
Where is this going
Isn't this enough
Adam and Eve
Morning and evening
Noon.

Denis Streeter 1/25/12