justwrite 27 january

My fingers colder than my brain remain impressed at how time has leapt over limits I set to begin with there’s no reason for such a season to be chilled thrilled billed as the worst the cursed cracks in the sky blowing high valves and no salves to soothe the weary fear in the summer cavaliers and their dapper darlings the startling facts backed out of the way and the tray locked in an upright and secure position suggests the physician was responsible for his own worries he hurried along with junglepocket songs and forgot to pack his lunch one too many times and the stories of his rhymes are legendary but it’s another canary in a gold-plated cage the fear of breathless rage consumes and confuses and supports and diffuses with trembling melodies ahead of these moments we can’t wait to get past and the last thing I want is to haunt the past with the present in my pockets let’s lock it up and move along while available for reference its overwhelming prevalence in the current condition should refuse it admission on such a failing trail the park pushed off the rail and ridden out of town clowns shake their heads and the kids are sent to bed