Rolling down my sides, pools of sweat
cool earth welcomes my ear.

There, sweet breezes meet and save me
cheek on checkered parquet.

Muted paws startle and patter off
midnight swings its low call.

Can you see the stars through the ceiling?
only impossible dreamers do.

She is always there, like a subtle cocoon
ringing in the new, so easy.

They never elucidated on how heavy cases await
while you shift to art and music dies.

Platters on the way and milky mix, a messy spill
time to don a sombrero.

Let's drink to the future and pour me a glass
tiny toothpick draped in paper.

Hollow gifts and hard wages, a song for the mass
small coin for mules, clap for the fools.

All innocence melts to discoveries of desire in glowing smiles
my, how the wall stretches
Into the hours, a pouring of replay on replay
Intake of emotion, overdose of heart unscarred
never a dull moment, the pictures come down in miles of shy
and who knew secrets could tumble easy from bosoms?

Kidding round and passing time, the cat's gone
under the radar, they think they fly
you try over and over, heat rises
upending bits of seaweed and whispers inside shells.

Dog tired
feet to hades
others run to succour
I'm stepping off
this
mad roundabout
the finale can be in someone
else's hands

for a change.