justwrite 27 september

once the lights go down we will turn around in our seats and stick our feet in the air it's so hard to care so much when you let go the wind shows just how light you've become underdone spun like a top and dripped like a drop first easy like honey but now runny finding a grounded puddle on a hot day read to drift away clear into the atmosphere when what you fear is allowed to be aloud and it makes itself true you give up that power that hurry to worry earlier than necessary not primary or tertiary in concern at all you call your own shots but just see what you've bought reading the receipt you know you've already paid and at that price it's weighed out in gold we are too old to fool ourselves we are young enough to bluff others fashionably well but the spell is checked and the scene is wrecked by an absurd herd of rhyming words crowding around in idiosyncrasies freezing cubes from ice and spicing up the tea we are free and the water is boiling but what you'll brew is up to you and as for me i guess i'd rather walk