justwrite 4 october

the first sign is
that the first sign
has passed/ away/ by
gone like an elevator
shafted downstream
discordant with no cords
no cables to car/ to carve
the floors into paced spaces
and the falling within is
down deep dropped
plummeting into space
chasing the next sign
which is a knot realized
tied up in tangled metaphors
and also missing cables
tabled debates reheated
gardens re-seeded with weeds
planted with romantic melancholy
and the shine suddenly focused
attention hocus pocused to this mass
a crash into realization
a taste and a waste of ties
and the twist is the solution
the shape-up snipping
presented as deliverance
a shiver of dense pain as the cut
is fast and deep
imagined as the one wire to snip
to trip successive successes
the end to all messes
but an outdated blueprint to blame
shame in the mistake
relegated to an outtake handmedown
this time it'll be better
cord letter B is twisted
from the wrist up and down
comes the hatchet this time
climbing deeper into the matter
shattering splinters, diffraction
a quick distraction from the tangle
a cow in one headlight
a deer in the other
chewing separate scenarios
just imagine perspective
the knot tighter, larger
charging twice the rent
meant to be sent away
insurance too high for mailing
bailing out by an opportunity
full fresh of immunity
long before the scissors grow numb