Are you trapped in banalities
of suburban inanities
where additions to the balconies
are your deepest joy
Dearest sweet boytoy of the affluent
ping ponging your attentions
with carrots of promotions and pretentions to
larger banalities
and higher balconies.
Bless your crushed and crooked heart
If Jesus lives in more than art
throw a rapunzel lifeline over the rail
and scale down to fields of lavendar
happily ever after. Amen.