justwrite 30 march

as i'm designing time i'm finding yours and mine in two hands to hold together like weather feathered out into paths of least resistance of a scary distance worth suggesting like a dimension worth protesting and when i stretch the calendar square i want to scare off all those doubts crowding around and tumbling over into your view and you are truly worth the flown-away suggestions the creatures and the feature pages turned open by the wind skimming through the suggestions again no one's firm enough no one's tough enough to bluff the contestants to waste the digested responses i have chewed repeatedly and the deceitfully packaged storebought cotton balls are stalling out in my ears steering my tongue into a dryer escape and i'm not talking sheets just relativity or at least it's a theory weary as i am and as scamming as the transmission is in this day and age in this marvelous stage of development i am waiting for your speech and i will keep it in my pocket but not you and no lock it's wide open for any bits you wish to offer and the toffee slips onto your tongue and it's a younger you an older you brewing in your glassy eyes but try and you will sleep softer the race is not always to the victor