I’m here
See that now
Owning all the labeling
But it’s in a satchel on the shelf
Dusty and useless
To the points of all points
In a windy city
Through the grateful pause
On site of the sunny haze
Eyes fading
Pictures with beautiful age
When you let it sit with you
Truth will stay
Invite it in and cook it dinner
Your way
Only how you see it works
For the door in could be many shapes
Triangles and squares
Perfect edges or abstract
Timing
Zero hours left
Thick bone in and out
Tick tock
Sky is watching
Will the control save you
Or them
Or anyone in an obvious way
Avoid seeing how predictable it all is
Joy is a mutant of morality
And you can’t hold on forever
Watch it float away
Yell for it
Send it letters from the lost shore
Abandoned journey
White sand in a black room
All these colors on you
Feels lighter now
Knowing clearly how the madness runs the blood
Like a faucet in the desert
I walk in stores like a porcupine playing a peacock
Saying things with my body
My mouth plays the game
Turn the dials
Watch the crowds
Feel the fire
Inside the dream
Hazy Acres 
Your Thoughts