Tick-Tock

trust
It begins and ends with a cross
Mea culpa, my love, my loss
Each sacrifice a sacrament
Heaven’s money never spent
Eddie notes these things so well
A mirrored view the rear will tell
Last night, hour last, I know
Seven down the stretch of sow
A lie on reels, roars the test
Language steals the loving best
Level with sea & rules of thumb
Won’t ever regret and never be numb
Oh Miss! You’re just a circle near
Up on many sides a sphere
Need reflex questions whether
Did she & I once together
shine