some say to awaken from the common sleep
to dance on wood that once lived tall
to walk under the breath of the viral thrust
fails our outer spaces as warm clutches
direct the icy feebility of inward looking drapes
to move towards spinal reconstitution
courtier lips of lavish disregard
the flop of a daily adventure
cobbled paths of well-traveled circles
communities of incessant fodder
didactic pleasure that feeds confusion
categorical mistakes of the highest order
defeated antipositivists retreating
innocence bounds through cotton halls
and walls of shame are faster than roots
yet still the strands of connected direction
a check written for an old fraud
caught with a red shirt in the right place
timed rightly so that the feast can answer
the daily call of the throbbing stink
stripes in your head fell out of a box
the safe return of noble wool
from the unwitting wolves