Rusty red
Chain link fence
Broken,
But bridled no more
Opaque azure
Spills through
Holes where tension built
And screamed open
The chain link fence.

There's a sunrise
Between
The perpetual sunsets
There is no bludgeoning,
Neither
Some otherworldly beckoning
We break
To join the vapid breeze
Leading us nowhere
We already haven't been.

It's a dichotomy
Being shiny
Being naught
But on a rainy day
Of dripping silver
I'd be the hole
Raindrops won't cling to
I'll be the broken link
You climb in through.