Satirical birds chirping
And crows carrying fogs of chemical waste to the essence.
Ive managed to embrace the owl, the bark of its glare, warning me-
Time disco funking to a kriss kross generation
Im ass backwards these days, five minutes feeling like three hours
Who cave a spirit beneath my eyes
And how im programmed to barely miss this miracle, yelling,
Show me light! Or give me courage to bare through black-
Synonymous, semi- clapped
Anonymous, skeleton smack
Im concrete skin and stale whisper from cracked lips, holding back a rejoice –
And angels rebuke my shy away attitude, i blame all the wrong selves- in fear of a time
Twice the child
I been student
Who living in time- yet me still wonder why i trail tree steps back,
A honey at odd holds the four chambers my slumbered chest want to lack, in a way i never feared ..
the slack from a womans breast .