Even a master welder
could not feat these bars
that wind and twirl
encasing, interlacing
your thoughts with the world

for all may be what never was so
where a smile once beamed
a soft glow, now resides
torn from the out, inside
feeling weakened and tried

because you tried and you tried
but your fire was put out
by eager firemen
with hoses that spewed
and skewed, the world you once knew
for things you could not understand

but you learned to understand
grew up and found you can
live without starting a fire
and live to aspire
to be
important

but when the town falls asleep
my thoughts slowly creep
back into my conscience
ready or not Im
ready

and something so small as
barefeet or chopsticks
become the most important things
at all

red lipstick and straw hats
a smile and a wave at
someone Ive never met
how good it can get
when i havent heard yet
what I need to know

the need to go
and learn on my own
miles of road
on an endless mind
that only interprets
what goes unfiltered