Spent time wasting if it means something to someone else
False codes created out of a very thin air
As the keepers of them follow other shit behind the scenes
Doing right in a relative way
Circles drawing their own lines
In the end you’ll save water for yours and yours alone
As learning the patterns and rhythms of words
They speak
Too often from a crevice on both sides
We can’t own people
Even if they were with us at a time
You’re not mine to choose
I am not yours to carve paths for
Codes are for the weak when created
Contracts designed by the collective out of civility
When in truth its fear
Codependence past its threshold
I’m too old for false codes
And too young to be controlled by them
What voice has said what words to believe in wrongdoing
This life is not limited
Only time
Choose wisely in wise intention
Not for them and their codes
Which is the mechanisms they use to cast you
Away in the judgments
Maybe lessons aren’t learned from
Just reframed to be more accepting
The true nature living in the shadow
Arriving at the door with the similar color
As once before
Before I entered into all the judgments
Well past their codes of conduct
Well beyond what’s ok in this ok world
If you knew all of me you’d have to design new codes
Locking your doors and your minds
Will any of it matter that you lived with their integrity
As long as you honor your soul as it guides you
Well past their assumptions
Well past the picket fences
And on through the practical architectures
Believing in the final midnights
In a dark blue one piece
With horns on your forehead
Pink eyebrows
And a hammer for nails
My watchers watch over me
And I watch over them in the daylight
Gold wings with dangling clocks
Beyond the visions
Above your lines
Hazy Acres 
Your Thoughts