The tunnel is dark

the locker room

quiet waiting for someone to speak.

Twenty-eight to three, what do you do?

The talons of the Falcon are sharp

ripping through fleeing garment.

Twenty-eight to three.

 

The ball is in the zone

twice

Talons hiding

under a bench

while the

Patriot makes history.

trials.

Blink twice if your still here

In the dark room

looking for a god to save you.

Your not alive if your not searching.

Blink twice if you can hear me

digging into the earth

for my own grave.

Shh, do you smell that?

Feel yourself.

Dance until you soul bleeds.

Show your alive

under naked stars

and timid light.

Feel yourself.

Sing until your heart cries.

Guide the stars

guide the light

      leap.

They’re just gonna leave you.

Makeshift dolls cover the case

made from hand

for your love to be.

Maybe they’ll stay.

Ignite the candle

in your dream

that carries

you off to the next

big dream.

Sit down

you don’t belong here

this is where the big boys

sit.

Sit here

that’s the spot

enemies peering in like windows

window in my chest

you can see my heart

wearing it on my sleeve,

sleeveless.

 

Garden green

Turnips

Turn it

Wash the dirt

Brush it off

Comb it softly

Earth is home

Tonight.

Hello,

Your here and welcome

take a seat

enjoy the drink

you’ll be first.

First!

No time for second

time is on my side

sideline is for second

I’m in the huddle

Hike.

Cruising lines

flush forward,

            inward,

connecting together like a web.

Tell us your future.

Family on the pier.

Job in Paris.

The lines tells all like a caged rat.

Chance on the book

chance on the game

chance on the love

you carried

into that night

of the chance.

Book teaches the game

play the game of love

love the book that created the game.

is awarded.

Champions reign over

towers

and shielded by name.

Fair maidens thwart domination

for moments.

Grace is awarded.