4 Then 5

The Hand splays auto action phases precise as lazers day drifts who’s in control the cave station the crown of all nations inpatient impatient impertinent so I squirted it to squirming dirt it grew tall and went left first then right I suppose like night to day you can call it an excuse but I call it —-

The Way

Like….

Everyday

So they say….

Whose they?

The Beautiful phantoms that haunt the rays

So many colors, as many as moments in time, they rhyme reform enlarge discharge return & burn fall like water in a room in a lagoon that was lost such a cost to be paid I wished alone by the wall, in time not for nothing but all

Alas, the past is the past

So we go the last

To see

For

We are, free