Dear, Justin Grabenschroer

We are please to inform you sir
Get out while you still have the time
Or staircases will melt when you occupy them
Doors will take you into other dimensions
Bowls of cereal will…well that’s a whole different stage you won’t want.
When drastic emergencies break out flashlights will turn on you.  

When the last standing moment comes in front of you
Don’t be startled or scream like a hooligan
When sleeping is an issue

The story ended before it started
We all knew the circumstances
For this though, we didn’t seem to understand
Columns made more sense

I believe pedestrians always have the right away
Even when traffic is changing more and more

Rain removes the lacquer of lotion from my face
Walking around the outline of dirt
No, no, no, this can’t be true
Please tell me this is a dream

Stopping is only a steady pace away from going
This letter has been delayed for some era

Finish what was never started