Pick a
Locks a lot.

Lock a key a
lots.

Lot's a keys, lots.

A lot.

... to the dreams once delivered

      a train, a hostel; a
hotel!

      A wish for comprehension
      empathy
       mercy


?

Walking my feet red

Beet red dia
beat-ed;
What

walking or a run which is
worst?

Feet red.
        Numb a burn or dead?

When you fall asleep you are never

Where you are when you
Wake up.
    
    The speed that your bed
travels in a second might keep
You awake.

       It feels like standing still.
A nothing wind or mistral.

       Then it doesn't.

And it's hard to stop.

Brought a scent.
Calliope and rapeseed;
     a choir inhaled
and then
     indeed
               Expelled!
(your blessing)

               Bitte!

An articulation the tongue
Extends along the spine.

It's nothing
Just a tracing of some lines
that go up and down.

it's everything.

  The fragrance and the chorus and the Every Thing else.

I can't
Speak or write
alcohol
drunk family wife brother
friend
Nor chorus


paralysis
         gasp the air

I want,
I wish,
To talk to you all day.

So?

The hurt moves

Up

   and

down.
                       Up

down....

and

          still....

Up, down.

Still.

In a line we write
    A lie
That defines what we say.

Within that rule
    A truth acrules
So, shut up and go away.

Or an addendum.

An explanation for a statement
true?

A quotation that declares a definition
for something
new.

I want an answer.

I want an explanation.

The late morning dreams
are the worst.

Gaol of a sort

                Of Every sort.
          To look

           and try to speak.

And failure...

          Then it's Noon.

This, it
In us,
We you,
Again.

It is
In us,
This, you, we
Again.

I blew through years,
      And watched others die.
Slowed down, came back
      Still the same demise.

Reach back, find a
      Place to hide.
That wind
         will hold you to your word.

...that wind

Given the fact of no words.....
The reality of my UN-exhistance, tell

You what......
Music!
And refusing to awake!

Like that.

I mean we like that.

     Well,
      don't you

I do.

      Please?

      Yes, like that...

Less than this,
      A year,
      Is more less then nothing.

Less for you.
More for us.

        and you...
        and