wink
there is
a
break
in the
line
a
pause
where
the
lungs
stop
the
blood
beats
to
the
heart
and
the
brain
keeps moving
keeps thinking
before
the bitter end
descends
and all
goes quiet
Life
that reckless abandon
we call fear
press onward
there is
a happy ending
energy
I take in
all of
my surroundings
there is proof
ironic
in the atmosphere
that draws
all around us
focus
together
the women
rustle
under leaves
blanketed
by trees
on the
underpass
we drink wine
through straws
and talk about
the week
nothing changes
only the broken
silence
in the room
bends
speck
Power
the voice
rules
the world
spring
Flood
down
holy halls
bend and turn
in balance
to
the machine.
Eat
don't choke
chew
Shorties, but excellent none the less
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