Hazy Acres

I found a corner 

And placed a penny 

Either side works 

Next to the penny I wrote a letter 

And next to the letter I left a necklace 

I sat there for awhile 

Speaking into the night 

Writing on the walls in a fun chalk 

Revealing my truth 

Writing secrets on the wall 

Keeping it right 

Letting it be 

I fell asleep for awhile 

Dreaming 

Under the ideas 

Under the possibility 

Under 

Letting go in the wavy wonder

Waking you realize the reality 

The thin truth of what ends up to be 

Poor pawn on a chess board 

If not for the one eye that never closes 

Never tended to the plan well 

Birds say too much too often 

And you can’t deny a bird 

Or its whispers 

The first hit in your interior 

Hidden child 

Alive voice like an organic GPS

I was in a spot some time ago

Ignoring the signs

Shuttered lights not let in 

This is no longer that building 

All is heightened and all is not simple 

Listening in through the code they wrote 

Seeing between the lines 

Vibrating triangles made of hands 

Truth at the stables being brushed out 

Sweep the streets 

All the souls in the world 

All the time left 

Keep it basic as it calls for basic 

Pick up the penny 

Put on your necklace 

Turn the letters into symbols and draw a line 

After you wash away the words on the wall 

Out 

Out of the corner 

Out of the gestures

Out of the contexts that build on a feeling 

Be a normal bird with normal birds

Be an everyday something or other

Put on your straightjacket and sit down 

In their long lines 

With their popular motives 

On a radio playing the hits 

Heard them a million times 

I sing them in the shower 

After a long summers day 

There’s a window in every corner

And a corner in every place

And a place for this 

And a this for that 

And 

A penny is worth one cent

In a world with no colors