as questioned as stairs
lost in the lies of unopened pens
before the river boats up your job
discovering the missing
days and day, midtrain and subwayed
clusters of hush hush
buildings deep in a block
you just wont show
yourself back inside
and beneath the city, lurking
a stretch and my glide
my run around, you can't follow
over used and payed off
my, my, tickets and circles
know square lights left in the feud
not regressing, not tempo
back, backing end, door shutters