Dogs smell tyres.
Chew on bones.
*** on tyres.
Get shooed away by stones.

Life menstruates.
Much too feminine.
Too much to cry about.
Too much pain.

The smaller you want.
The bigger you get.
The bigger you expect.
Nothing you get.

Years pass by.
Numbers keep rising.
The loop of trust diminishes.
Sitting by a fountain.

Chase a butterfly.
Wait till it sits.
Hold it within your palm.
Hold it till it fits.

Life ***** around.
Too much stink.
Too much to wash about.
You dwell in the stink.

Listen to big hearts.
Believe in small minds.
Trust in what you want to.
Life still grinds.

Fight gravity.
Stay up till you fall.
Right after you fall.
Don’t believe in gravity at all.

Gauge equations.
Evaluate situations.
Fatigue creeps in.
Your mind; and its discretions.

Love till you die.
Die till you love.
It’s all unfair.
Unjust.
Love; and it expectations.

It is safe.
The road is.
I have tried it.
My feet have walked it.

Let’s leave.

Let the pen stay.
On the desk, untouched.
Let the book remain.
On the shelf, unread.
Let the wealth remain.
Unearned.

Life is on the road.
I give you my hand.

Are you coming?