covered in flies only the letters KYLIN  ILLE were seen. ripped corners of grease, caved in drooping. the way the ants ran, weak to the prophesied speaker. gathered around the mushed manifesto, soaking extensively in the intrigue of carelessness. Ravishing.
Only by the absence of thought could I stumble onto the moments before the drop off. a blurred glance at the road, a swipe of unclean against deep blue. easy strides and a weighted spine. in the vacancy of worries a quick glare to the sun, a double checking of unexpected, brisk anger.
Your slip n slide fingers, loud mouth cowards. faltering in the responsibility of a finished task.
Down dipped merry words of toxic proclamation, viewed by your carefree t-shirt, openly believing it has all the time in the world before it splats against the static concrete
and spoils

each word fought
for
each distortion ripped
clean
each muffled night
awake
barred eyes, fully
prepared
outweigh my strike on
with
for
honesty

I seized your sleeve, rhythm, pulse..soon to be easier, learning about when to hold on and when to let

go to the end of the road, I'll know where to look. I won't waste time, always trying, always trying. I

promise raw ignited thoughts repeated...rolling into fabric and turning up against the heat of another

being so young and so old allows me to make all sorts of right choices that happen all at the wrong

times like these make forgetting you and all you hide as easy as forcing truth from the lips of my liar

heart problems may arise if one eats as they do instead of as they can. I know you will tell me much

more claims, undeniable fragments. I'd rather see the complete landscape instead of your puzzle

  pieces of your life always leave me with chills, and there are times where all I want is to fill in the

space always seems to exist within and between us. yet "us" still survives and we still admire how it

sounds like we have a long way to go before we have the ability to steal any part that shows

endurance is more than sweat and battered muscles. will you ever know how hard I try to be the


best?


                                                                                                    but what does that mean anyway