Wishing a dream to life

Walking in shoes I woke up next to

Running faster then before

Telling her I love her

Running into the middle of the street

to tell her again.

I’ve been sitting on a lawn chair

smoking a pipe

watching my clouds chase their big brothers around

playing tag.

They dissipate

and the big brother

moved on.

that didn’t belong to me.

Pages covered in streamers pinned to a smiling family picture. And now

me.

Conditioned cheese wears the binding down but

there they are. And now

me.

Unfit and recently discovered new home that wasn’t for you. And now

me.

the drums barrel down

shotgun

footsteps sliding around

an ice ring of empty shells

trace the mark they left behind

staring to long causes blindness

solar eclipse

walking around in stellar darkness

wine drunk

and we will stand

for those who’ve lost their feet.

Nor lost their way

along the snake way

buried in their ethics.

Not us.

We march

for those who’s hands have fallen

to their waist

and given up.

To those locked in cages

staring at the wings just in reach

It’s

It’s okay.

We March to forge greater steel

and we will build

a pound of an untamed beast

cold foreigner lounging in your lap

maybe three

and a night killing film.

 

they won’t hand them down.

the priceless notion of

self-indulgence

or self-pride

of a shiny nonce.

change, a few nickles a day

and I’ll change.

 

we celebrate the past

more then the future.

birthdays fill the calendar

along holidays we need to

Google, to know the origin.

why. why do we endulge in

rotten milk

and celebrate

now.

mansion sitting

alone

moving away

further

further away.

wind blows further

further

leaving strands

standing

alone sitting

with

a large door

and some walls.