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