Digging prisons with fumbling history,
With new water now filling my cell.
Such beautiful insights in drowning,
God chanced me,
Hitting that well.

My words now seeming a patchwork,
And comparatively not even a thing.
As I float and submerge through her wisdoms,

About her courage, her vision...

Her spring.

Having worn a pair of similar shoes.
In your pushing the Sun to set.
So redefine "My Possibles".
This day is not for debt.

The red brick crack and record scratch,
Don't yet reset for morn.
In blood, and sight, and wants unskewed,
Are happenings ever-born.

Did you see me turning madskips?
Did you see me throwing tools?
Did you wash away the ever,
With the haunted feckless fools?

Will you meet the prizes gutted,
On the ferry deemed Toulouse?
Please just leave me skinless, wreckshift,
On the raft of aimless muse.

In tedium bindings,
And air so confining,
I'm glad for the collar you gave.

A sheetrock, a permit,
A dark-haloed hermit.
I thought I played well as a slave.

but,

My history lesson,
For Mistress, the crescent,
As Moon, you wrenched me to life.

now,

My submission as passing,
Left a Dominant standing,
Shall we play catch with this two sided knife?

I want nothing and all
I want throatchase and falls.
I want spiteful endears,
And ricochet tears.

I want colliders with nothing to lose.


I want crashes indebts,
And bombadier pets.
I want cleft incoherence,
And bookies for parents.

I want you to know how to choose.


I want pratfalls regarded,
And paradigms parted.
I want sickly verbatim,
And writings circadian.

       I want you,
            I want you,

I want you.