Only ever
a temporary synchronization

'tween fleshy machines
green beings

knocking against
some

never known
limit

with our
self hardening hearts

support system commencing
to sell tickets

make itself
small sandwiches

little i-know glances
held back smiles

whoosh

we mesh now
"could it be I'm..." - is playing

hard by comes
Orbison's "pretty woman"

"Leaving" -of course always follows
"on that midnight train"

Love the molecular
puppetry

Love the cascade
of you

Stoning me
Exuberant

"Someone told me
there's a calm before the storm,

I know, it's been coming
for some time."

I think belonging
shifts

and we
are reformulated

targeting
some other limit

dragging our souls
on a hopeful leash

Copyright@2018 Dennis Willis