Bridge of Eternity

Bridge of Eternity

The riddle takes the black tick and runs laughing
Down the path to the doggy life of flukes.
Don’t get me going if you won’t follow
For questions may continue to erupt.

Being strong may be illusive in the dusk.
But weakness has its own sundowning
Flipping and flopping like a big fish on a hook.
Stay gutless if you can, while you ring the mold
From your lips, as sunlight defies your spin.

Righting each wrong will take forever,
It will seem, as you sculpt each lie
To connect your heart to a lifejacket
Tacked onto the bridge of eternity.

Love cannot seep through chicken wire
And your smooth tongue will plaster your eyeballs.
Satan will not pluck the weed of sorrow
Even as you wait for feathers from the duck face—
Whose nose will enjoy your scent?

Don’t listen to me, for I have nothing to say
To pigs and fleas, and I insist you defy matter
By displaying both.  Selfish bloat and twitches.
You resemble bitter fruit, displayed but seasonless. 

The crimes we commit will tackle us
And some of us will lie and try to avoid
Our just deserts as if we deserve more. 
But prison waits as sure as your moldy tongue
And we cannot avoid what is coming to us.