Pieces
A puzzle dazzling the ether
Surround the systems
Folding gracefully backwards
Who watched it fall
Caught up in the maze
Sizzle words that pinch
Along the shore these dead fishes dance
Moon maestro directing her orchestra
Just here on a string
With the wonder
Surrendering the last drips
Thoughts that weave the shelters
Fear living next to fear
Letting the pawns build the board
Rinse repeat programming
It will come
And so it shall
Little children who’ve yet to play
Inside the prison of self
William the shadow
William the jester
William the whore
William who ignores the softer way
Darkness rises up your sun
Stand together
Interlocking moves designed to absorb the blow
Forceful without action
Not to wait
To lift in stillness
Collected trinkets for a ceremony
Burn the old versions
Graves in the urban farm
Paint makes it new after you say your peace
Later
Hazy Acres 
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