Satellite Constellation

It's warmth and beauty
Like a Satellite Constellation
Surrounds me
Comforts me

Just yards from my bed
The Smoke Tree
Has sugar plum foliage
Dancing in my head

Five leaf pedal power
Color clusters
Bathe mine eyes
Like a bed of spring flowers


The Knuckleheadommeter
They wouldn't get in the lifeboat
They were silly knuckleheads
Always thought they knew so much
Now they're lifeless, dead

Mother said "Just cuz Jimmy
Did it, so should you?"
Mama was always right
Her words were always true

It's good to believe in miracles
But you need a Plan B
Miracles only happen
When you least expect them, see?