February words and
Unpursued waves
Memories of lies
To keep my story straight

A web so entangled
It snared its maker
Some for now
And some for later

Ankle bites
And goodnight lies
Morning coffee
As black as the night

Sweet and sweeter
A wretched dream
But is it better to sleep
Than to want to leave

A marker tattoo
As permanent as my existence
Traceable calls
To a newer resistance

Spell check those ***** stamps
Is it low enough
Correct all the rights
Where the truth is the lie

And fly your kite higher in the ground
Opposites and confusion
Emotions of dreams
Become as emotionally withdrawn as possible

Or enter the ground
To become a fossil