I have been bowlin' semi-colons (for a period of time) as I interject a comma between independent clauses and rhymes.
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Oh, to turn back time
A wish that all have
Standing in empty parking lots
As Chevy Impalas run towards setting suns-

-Bespoke of fetid misery wafting from the bloated corpse

Place fingers to Mickey Mouse arms;
Spinning them on titanium axis,
Praying to watch the sunrise again,
Feeling wrinkles pull taut,
And see those majestic beasts return

But 'ol Mickey keeps on waving-
His smile holds no warmth
One finger upturned and moving clockwise

We're all moving clockwise

...tick tick ticking away

pervade
invasive
drifting through walls
and crawling through our ears
we live in empty spaces
as they haunt through our fears
specter
and shade
lifeless
they're made
with every misstep we've taken
and stupid game that we've played

with you
too many broken dreams
too hard to take a step
you                             
were      
              a
                                  tether
wrapped­ in strips of leather
thinking you were clever
but
they
always
watch you

snap the neck
on my chicken-bone heart
turning ever into never
will you just snap our tether