There's nothing to saySilent incredulity
watching with bemusement
How was this ever; given the nod
Permitted to adorn the covers
Some influence; dark and syrupy
Lurks within the catacombs
A way and a means to seek
Molasses and sugar ...
Sweetness the rapture
Forcing watchers to observe
'pass on what you see to me'
I will use it myself
How I see fit
He-who-can make -the final decision
Compelled to find before it is too late
A grand one behind the covers
respected influence
Hide it somewhere in the tapestry ...
---Matthew James ---
