chest full and smirking
an hour til the corner hits
and the blinding glare
empties the ignorant clarity

face down and squinting at dusk
til the gap fills in
and the heart goes slack
welcoming the numb bliss

sleeping against the grain
let out the slack
stir and fade
into a cosmic tango

stomp on porcelain remarks
there are sides
but where

directionless silence invades my soul
keeps me upright