Solidarity won't risk us
Surfing the chalkline of an urban meniscus
Measure our thoughts in reluctance

The breeze at ease flows through the trees following sore knees.
We go on in awe of ever imposing trepidation. No regards to Earth's indulgent rotation.

In my best diction I could write you a hearty fiction full of contradictory facts. But honesty and falsities are beyond the sea, leaving sequential masks.    

An opportunity to me to create these beings of fact, to ride and act the illusion of the glide is set in my mind and on the street. My best distortion of living rigor mortis is this wooden plank, set at my feet.

Thrills to pills to the body stills, we all will run dry. No dramatic end or cosmic bend, just a speck of dirt on Earth's shallow sigh.

Pencil to pen to stencil to end, carbon copies of an ideal. No man made normality or financial fatality, can mar what you feel.

Skin in linen so infringed in, does the future hold you so? Yes peers and stately fears can bring us to stow.

I know none of which I speak but a subtle weak week. A week far 60 years from now which you reflect how you lived your life without love to be found. And your hand will close and your muscles relax but with a stiffened heart and a metal back you'll whisper to the likes of me. And only drywall will see the cracks and only your logic or sore success will breathe.

Remember the days
The spring ran full and your little hands found the earth
Moment and movement, creation and desolation
I'll shut out, and sweep the floor
The pathway cleared will have thrown out all we adored
Follow the sea
I'll find the beach beside your bed
Fulfillingly and willingly
Taking to
Leaving it to them
Follow me.
If I, will you?

Set sail to the west
Aspirations tied to the mast
Gliding on the waves of deconstruction
Set sail to the moonlight
The soundtrack plays on
Swing with the ropes
As a man with wooden seams

On went the night in staggering serenity. City blocks counted one, no two, in silent resilience, our cars always float on intensively. Our fingers tap in constant repentance.
Trickling streams, novice actors, and your perfume filled in-
The spaces where you wouldn't allow
Midnight air, weather fair, shadows in our hair, a novelty pin. The streetlights ask, don't you know me by now?
A lunar dance you sung to me, soft as a trapeze swingers talent. You fell asleep in summer's tree, I, I found my levels and balance.

Arrest! Arrest! The menace menaced me again! A slick thin criminal hasty in the night! Here it is! Here it is! A drama at last! News! News! A crime! A love story! A betrayal! See it here! See it large! He burnt the very image in my brain! Proof! Proof! Evidence at last! Delusions, that are sane! Stop now! Stop here! No more! I'm caving in! Fold! I fold! No more bets! No more bets! The winners here! The winners here! A thousand hours or more and the winners here! Oh a tragic loss! A loss! Pull out your cameras! A loss! A steal! A crime! Arrest! Arrest! The menace menaced me again!

Everything I say is stuck in my throat. Everything I say is smeared where it's wrote. Rocks upon dirt, metal upon skin, the distance will hurt, and I'm not left handed. Everything I hope is here on my fingertips. Everything I hope is floating ships.
Batman to robin, salt to pepper, the feelings in my shin, and I'm going to smile
Everything I fear is the future.
"Everything I fear," says the morning rooster.
Bronze was gold, orphan was home,
The summer was cold, and you're right