that was my siding of choice, back in the day
when that one movie was the film of a situation
that could only be weighted in metaphorical grams
on a scale, rather a mass, pews filled with grain seeds
at the original fountain: youthful melodies, what are they?
cliché, accused: could an individual word be an overused rag
made to clean a kitchen floor covered in tomatoes, cinder hell
fires won't burn that part of the structure, that's what's to be loved
apostrophes craven, contraction haven, so that repetition will finally end
Roman Ryan 