On Rotation Moses

I ring into zero
'why you so long off darling?
you’re so right so
right so right
All lit up on the insides
your eyes betray no nighttimes
mirrors where the panes had been'
O here I am again again
here I am again
Right on time
on time
on time
You see I’m not the one I had thought
a buzzard hovers high over the cops
river rising robing the banks
a life at large for filling the blanks
{Who can kill the ego?
'That's easy: «No One"'}
Peter eat the meat of my
purse and hail for the mountainside
keep it under roses
on rotation Moses
O on rotation Moses
on rotation Moses