Giant

As if you can control the outcome 

Without experiencing 

In the trail waiting 

No clock in these walls

Just the one at the end 

Heard the sound in the vibration 

On the avenue 

Through the cloud 

Under the words

Before the decisions 

As if you can control the outcome 

Sitting as witness

To what is inevitable 

Shadowing the sun 

Giants letters without the ability to speak 

Through a mouth 

Wide open 

Backwards tongue planted like vegetables 

Crooked teeth chattering 

Unknown harvest

Simple walking nowhere fast 

Repeat in the code 

Transcribe new symptoms 

Just an inch from the truth

Along a row of translucent privacy 

Before it says 

Lay the plans from the seeds you mentioned days ago 

Structure to this 

Always seen as if to paint fresh color on the wall 

In the room 

Watching things dry 

Alone 

Or as you always were 

Excavating the edge 

Tucked a little more neatly 

Inside the truth of what you know 

Loud chains in the mountain 

On the way home 

To a new door 

Yet to be discovered

Seen in the dreams 

Invisible foot steps 

Turning off slowly 

As this place spins beyond control 

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