i skipped something

It gets woardy;

Like lyrical piles.

 

Sheeps shorned shortly;

Beat backed audiophiles.

Half the cats carry chap-stick and pavement.

Cross cut it with chalk-

Carve out the stagnant.

Conviently cut the hands loose;

No need to contain it.

Signs get stolen-

Roads hold their arrangement.

ms america

Any man she can;
Bi-partisan delineate.

Avid moralist and more;
Her perceptions precipitate.

Call it cross steppin'-
While jesus holds his poker face.

That bitch was made for walking;
Boots made to hold the foot in place.

bow

Look at that.

Stuck in a word vat.

Verbal discography;

Wrote on a wet nap.

Better transpose it soon,

Got statements to retract.

Trying to bring that cosmology in

On charges of neglect.

health

Yes you guessed it;

Poetry for public consumption.

I'm the snickers bar that replaced

Your afternoon luncheon.

air

Chasing glory

And leaving with nothing.

Suprise inheritance;

It's emperor's clothing.

Don't know if it fits right;

The pockets seem broken.

Can't read the fabric type;

It must be lighter than nothing.

plug

Dipped my pen in ink

And fear it spout.

Get it out of myself-

Dropped by wire transfer

Debited to your house.

Flicked in fairy light-

Arranged by woardy equations-

You figure it out.

space

But hold on; Not to quick yet.

Step back -

Freeze frame And reset.

Life lost under

Magnifying glass and ink-jets.

Photocopies ain't good enough;

When trying to take the mind's breath.