Stone Soup Has Rainbows For Teeth 

Sleeping where the air is green with too many afternoons, 
bundled into perfect joys that unravel with Kinships 
Set sail on Voids that ne’er return their humble pirates.
Asleep where the villainy is private
And only God Knows your Name
Like a Suspect in a revolution
Of quiet demise…
And a certain kind of beautiful
Besides.
Stone Soup has rainbows
for teeth 
and all along
you haven’t been
Amazed.